when i walk with you through the graveyard we took our turns reading dates off the family plots the wind was blowing and the branches of the trees reach out like arms hoping one of us will reach out with our gloves or from the ground but no one ever does you held my hand and we came to the stone that i d been looking for a gravel path to the top of a hill looking out at the trolley car there was an angel on the grave with his hand on his face in the name of the lord singing kyrie eleison oh when the song was done i saw you smile but i noticed the wincing too as i followed the vat at the back of your mind i come up to the front of you well i tried my best but my best was true cause you love the man that the tree left at your doorstep you just never thought sorry theres so mcuh i can t dot his anymore fuc