Tomorrow I’m gonna leave a bird on your grave And say a little prayer for you
Kyle says you’ve been dead for a couple of months And I’ve been thinking your still here my friend And I still have your songs in my head And your face engraved into the glass of me
Tomorrow I’m gonna leave a bird on your grave And say a little prayer for thee
And he misses you when you’re gone When you’re gone, you’re gone
Tomorrow I’m gonna leave a bird on your grave With a note and I’m hoping it will last for days Faded from flesh they put flowers round on your grave With a great box of cedar where they buried you