Forgotten Stone (2007)
Many things sadden me
About the world we live in
I hate seeing an abandoned cemetery
Different things bother different men
Over the years I've searched many cemeteries
I've stood by myself all alone
And cried many times
As I've gazed at a forgotten stone
One who lived and fought for their country
Their names have faded on their tombstones
Cemetery covered with weeds
As they lay under a forgotten soul
Always thrilling to find an ancestor's grave
Until I feel a need to cry and moan
They are blood of my blood and flesh of my flesh
But now they lay under a forgotten stone
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