I wrote a song for the ones that I remember A memory's lament, all the lovers I have met Well I wrote a song for the the ones that I forget
And take these, dreams from me I don't need an easy way now They're just dragging my body around
Well I buried my brother, I Buried my lover, I Buried my head in my hands
And you said All of my burdens are Too much to bear, and your fingers through my hair When I wanted you to stay with me
You come from the forest I bet With hair as long as a sunset You come from the forest I bet With soul as good as a hunter's guess
And I was, younger than you Well I saw these wicked ways Another bill that time will pay
Well I buried my brother, I Buried my lover, I Buried my head in my hands
And you said All of my burdens are Too much to bear, And your fingers through my hair When I wanted you to stay with me Who knew you'd be leaving me for
Buried my brother, I Buried my lover, I Buried my head in my hands
And you said All of my burdens are Too much to bear, And your fingers through my hair When I wanted you to stay with me Who knew you'd be leaving me for dead