To Carry You Away in After the Burial

Who we are I'll never know, but when we spoke I knew you well, you loved me through and through. I never thought I would watch you leave us, from a room as a kid I held so close. I was a son made up of sand, you where the wind that let me go. I'll say goodbye, so this is goodbye. But I'm afraid to speak, so with words I'll tell the stoey, you meant so much to me. And like the nights upon the nights to come, I will dream of you, and know that I will see you soon. Give me the strength to sarry on. Tide you are the ocean tide, the swells swept you away, I was a son made up of sand, you where the wind that let me go. When the ocean tide has risen to high and waters have come to carry you away. Remember I will always be there to sing you to sleep