Bury me in twilight

On the day of summer’s death

I went to the river that winds out of town

Where we said we were brothers

Where i’d tell you my fears

And we’d walk until our feet bled

And our stomachs were sore from laughing

I sit where we watched the sunset

I told you this would be a good place to be buried

Tomorrow I’ll go back to the halls I dread

And I’ll look back on this moment and think about how good I had it

But right now I’m here

And the black birds sing

And the river winds on

And I wait for the sky to turn black.