Grass - Wailin Storms

Till they put us under grass

I’ll follow you with an empty heart

Till they turn us into ash

I’ll follow you with that empty heart

You know the woman I love

Is nothing more than skin and bone

You know the woman I love

Is nothing more than skin and bone

She took all my love

With her to the graveyard

She took all my love

With her to the graveyard

Till they put us under grass

I’ll follow you with that empty heart

Till they turn us into ash

I’ll follow you with that empty heart

Till they turn us into grass

I’ll follow you with that empty heart

Till they all become some ash

I’ll follow you with that empty heart

An empty heart

I hear her singing every night in the wind

She says «Come closer, now it’s nice and cold»

I hear her singing every night in the wind

She says «Come hold me, now it’s nice and cold»

Till they put us under grass

I’ll follow you with that empty heart

Till they turn us into ash

I’ll follow you with that empty heart

Till they turn us into grass

I’ll follow you with that empty heart

Till they all become some ash

I’ll follow you with that empty heart

An empty heart