hangin around

my past

hanging from this tree

i look down apon thee

blood in mine eye

dont you see dont you cry

blood shed as common

as tear shed

is what i see

so when i'm done

please dont cry for me

soon agin the earth

shall touch my feet

falling like that

of a defeated fleet

to the bottom of the sea

then away and

into the ground with me

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