Paris Paloma — underneath

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I’ll never forget when you said something wise
That people are loved
And death didn’t wait
That they aren’t in life is love enough
Even so, as you crossed by the churchyard
I feel you shiver coldly
You say you’re afraid of sleeping
I’ll tell you what my grandfather told me

I’ll tell you what my grandfather told me
This is what my grandfather told me:

“It’s not the dead that you’ve got to worry about, my dear
Beneath the moss, hidden inside
And I promise you have nothing to fear
You’ve got еnough to get on with the living
Let thеse ones sleep
There’s enough trouble above the earth
So don’t fret ‘bout what’s underneath.”

Cemeteries and socials
Where do I spend my time
Among the dead I’m a local
And they don’t seem to mind
In fact I find it quite hopeful
To hear the quiet sigh
So come lay down in the soft ground and now
Think of what my grandfather told me

Think of what my grandfather told me
Oh, this is what my grandfather told me:

“It’s not the dead that you’ve got to worry about, my dear
Beneath the moss, hidden inside
And I promise you have nothing to fear
You’ve got enough to get on with the living
Let these ones sleep
There’s enough trouble above the earth
So don’t fret ‘bout what’s underneath.”