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Hell above and Heaven below All the trees are gone The rain made such a lovely sound To those who are six feet under ground The leaves will bury every year And no one knows I’m gone Live me golden tell me dark Hide from Graveyard John The moon is full here every night And I can bathe here in his light The leaves will bury every year And no one knows I’m gone Someday the silver moon and I will go to dreamland I will close my eyes and wake up there in dreamland And Tell me who will put flowers on a flower's grave? Who will say a prayer? Will I meet a China rose there in dreamland? Or does love lie bleeding in dreamland? Are these days forever and always? And if we are to die tonight Is there a moonlight up ahead? And if we are to die tonight Another rose will bloom For a faded rose Will I be the one that you save? I love when it showers But no one puts flowers On a flower's grave As one rose blooms and another will die It's always been that way I remember the showers But no one puts flowers On a flower's grave And if we are to die tonight Is there a moonlight up ahead? I remember the showers But no one puts flowers On a flower's grave Tom Waits/Kathleen Brennan