Voltaire — The Churchyard

A bell in a churchyard It yells for me to begin And my hands they tremble and shake While a chill grows under my skin It rains in the valley It rains from the skies And it's raining deep inside my soul And it pours up and out of my eyes A long ago, you were here in my arms And I swore I would protect you from harm Now here we are On this hill, 'neath the tree In the Churchyard at dawn How could we've fallen so far? The earth is a blood-red clay That cakes to my heels And the stain grows heavy as lead And my heart it is heavier still In a bow there's a raven And its eyes fix me with a stare Then he turns and screams at the sky And it burns like the truth in my ears Not long ago, you were here in my arms And I swore I would protect you from harm Now here we are On this hill, 'neath a tree In the Churchyard at dusk How could we've fallen so far? No one should find out how it feels Standing here, hoping and praying You'll awake from this awful ordeal No one should find out what it's like Standing here, digging a hole in which to bury Your child and your wife When they are finished They look like wombs on a hill Two graves, they lay side by side For my life and my lover to fill No one should find out how it feels Standing here, hoping and praying You'll awake from this awful ordeal No one should find out what it's like Standing here, not having the means To buy the medicine to save their lives