Dig

I wouldn't know much about heaven Only that God's a good friend of the Devil But if digging graves helps someone sleep Say no more and hand me that shovel I ain't afraid of the dark. I'm not drawn to the flame If it means someone else can see, I’ll burn bright. I'll burn forever As long as it means someone knows peace Where you go, I will go Even when no one follows Even when no one knows But I’ve seen what mercy looks like When the world forgets how to offer it You don’t need wings to carry someone Just the will to stay when they’ve lost it I could’ve gone back Turned toward easier days But I followed the famine And stayed with the graves Where you go, I will go Even when no one follows Even when no one knows With dirt on my wrists, and death in the air. No hymn, no verse, Just a forgotten prayer, And the weight of the ones I return to the deep... With dirt on my wrists, and death in the air. No hymn, no verse, Just a forgotten prayer...