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Sculpted stones

line this old yard

Names of those

who've lived and loved

Ponder days

between their years

Memories;

blood, sweat and tears

Questions sparked

from deep within

This game of life,

did they win?

Was there hope

and answered dreams

Or was it sorrow,

rage and screams

Chorus:

When you look beyond

What do you see

Heaven or Hell

Eternally

Just what was

their last words

To die alone or were they heard

How to weigh

the heavy thoughts

The questions asked

no answers sought

Crimson splash

of dusk ensues

Turn to leave

my time here through

Forlorn glance

to my demise

Dying done;

hope realized

Chorus:

Souls alone

will walk the yard

We all alone

will walk the yard

1st solo: Griffith

2nd solo: Davis

3rd solo: Griffith