Graveyard - Mitch Grassi

The graveyard, the graveyard all full of light

The only age, the beating heart is empty of life

Dirt and grass, a shadow heart;

the moon sails past

Blood as ice is an empty crisis, lonely it lies

Whoa-ah-ah-ah ah-ah, bring 'em all back to life

Whoa-ah-ah-ah ah-ah, bring 'em all back to life

Whoa-ah-ah-ah ah-ah, bring 'em all back to life

Whoa-ah-ah-ah ah-ah, bring 'em all back to life

Roots and lies, roots and lies, our family tree is old

From there we climb the golden hill, calmly will eternity

I held your heart, a giant wand;

all tell of sorrow

And history begins to be blue and brown eyes

Whoa-ah-ah-ah ah-ah, bring 'em all back to life

Whoa-ah-ah-ah ah-ah, bring 'em all back to life

Whoa-ah-ah-ah ah-ah, bring 'em all back to life

Whoa-ah-ah-ah ah-ah, bring 'em all back to life

Aahh, Aahh Whoa-ah-ah-ah ah-ah, bring 'em all back to life

Whoa-ah-ah-ah ah-ah, bring 'em all back to life

Whoa-ah-ah-ah ah-ah, bring 'em all back to life

Whoa-ah-ah-ah ah-ah, bring 'em all back to life