Witching Hour

i am a tool for the land
 and the bones in my hand
 mean as much as sand
 so when i look at the time
 and see 11: 39
 my anxious heart tick starts to not feel so right
 i'm sorry for things
 and i'm sorry it seems
 that i have no faith in the most obvious things
 please walk on my grave
 plant on top flowers, but erase my name
 please walk on my grave
 plant on top flowers, but erase my name
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 i am a tool for the land
 the bones in my hand
 mean as much as sand
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 when i'm home at night,
 tired feeling right,
 i flip through the channels then turn out the light
 i listen to them: "never borrow or lend"
 there'll be no sleep 'til i'm home again
 please walk on my grave
 plant on top flowers but erase my name
 oh, please walk on my grave
 plant on top flowers but erase my name