Codykye Callaghan

(Jan.12 1989 / Duncan B.C Canada)

Graves


Feel it in your bones
Feel it in your head
Feel it in that place ya shouldn't
I am coming back from this villains grave

Stores were never song
Tales never told
I am the unsung hero
With this unmarked grave

Suicidal children
Broken lives
Are just a few things
I dealt with this life

Stores were never song
Tales never told
I am the unsung hero
With this unmarked grave

Feel it in your heart
Feel it in your soul
My friend
I am back for as long as you
Wish me to stay

Stores were never song
Tales never told
I am the unsung hero
With this unmarked grave

I don't ask much
Don't regret
& never forget

Stores were never song
Tales never told
I am the unsung hero
With this unmarked grave

Stories were never song
Tales never told
Just remember I lie
Where the black roses never die

Submitted: Wednesday, August 20, 2008
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