Dead Dog Song

Sam, who bless him, has died and left this home
 The woodchucks running wild, the bushes overgrown
 Slip unseen into the skein of trees
 Slide through dusky grasses and scatter his ashes
 Oh, it's all over, he's never coming back
 There'll be no more roaming
 He was only here for 14 years
 And now the branches scratch my face and I can't hold back my tears
 Long ago, I'd see him running in the snow
 He'd come in from the cold, and he'd lie down by the stove
 Pass along this loping road
 The needly grasp of briars on the slope
 Oh, it's all over, he's never coming back
 There'll be no more roaming
 He was only here for 14 years (only here)
 And now the branches scratch my face and I can't hold back my tears (14 years)
 He'd never been to church, so he doesn't have a soul
 He isn't waiting at the place where all of us will go
 But the woodchucks wouldn't run so wild
 The bushes wouldn't be so overgrown if we were not alone
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 Bound, unbound through the boundless air, remaining wisps of hair
 Barking out through everywhere
 The trees, the grass, the rain
 And Sam in the air
 Oh, it's all over, he ain't never coming back
 There'll be no more roaming
 He was in this world, by my side he was curled
 But he came uncurled, and this world holds him that much tighter
 That much tighter, that much tighter
 That much tighter, that much tighter
 Tighter, tighter, tighter, tighter
 Tighter, tighter, tighter, tighter, oh