Words by Victoria Williams



A graveyard musty and cold

Smells of springtime

Smells of mold

Pick up a truckload full of bones

There to play a few songs to one who's gone

There there child

Don't you cry

Ain't it good to see a field of blackbirds rise

CHORUS:

Some flew east some flew west

Flying away

After everything we've read and seen

Some may leave but I'll stay

Calling she's calling

From another day

Calling she's calling

Can't you come over here little girl

Turn over my grave

Shoo fly don't bother me

REPEAT CHORUS

As the sun goes down

Across the land

Mother earth meets father time

And takes his hand

One is all and all is one again

Can we be good friends

Can we be good

Can we be

Can we

Can

If you have friends in glory land

Who left because of pain

Thank God up there they'll die no more

They'll suffer not again