WILLARD GRANT CONSPIRACY


Notes From The Waiting Room Lyrics

Come and sit yourself beside me
This will be my last request
I was born in these high mountains
Leave my ashes here to rest

Cover me with blankets of flowers
A pillow of satin for my head
Lay me out in sheets of linen
Sing a sweet song when I'm dead

And say goodbye to these high valleys
Say goodbye to the steam trains moan
Give me wings to fly over deserts
Let me lose where the wild horses roam

Give my love to all my family
Say a prayer for all my friends
They have all gone before me
Hope to see them in the end

Open the window and let me breathe slowly
The smell of roses takes me away
I can't stop my own destruction
Give me strength, help me to pray

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Record Label(s): 2000 Rykodisc Marketed by Rhino Entertainment Company, a Warner Music Group company
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