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mario william vitale - the cemetery كلمات الأغنية

like monasteries of old, you
lie perched on a hillside near the village
you are mysterious, somber & silent
yet there are no huge carved
wooden doors flung open wide
to welcome weary travelers
and you offer no bowl of soup
made from scr-ps garnered by begging friars
your guests have no need of nourishment, only rest
i walk among your grey marble stones
to find names of neighbors, friends and family
i long to talk with them, see them, touch them
to share precious memories
you give me only cold statistics
born, died, father, child & wife
i cry in agony
you saints in this holy hospice
can you not join me in a prayer
a hymn or a final plea
one day i shall accept your hospitality
for i too will be in need of rest
i shall enter the open grave
like your soundless monks
understand the mystery perpetrate the somberness maintains the silence

- mario william vitale

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