Boom goes my heart
dancing around your daisies
church bells will start
sat on you reading your ages
i drift away
in loving memory of a name
Covered in moss
you may have died for your country
forgotten not lost
you're laid to rest where you're wanted
i stare awhile
in loving memory of a name
England can never repay you
you gave your life to be buried alongside
the place you loved
the sermons attended when you were young
still echo round these churchyard walls
Heroes and rogues
together surrounded by nature
lump in my throat
sat in the land of your maker
i drift away
in loving memory of a name

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