The hands that built this place
Used to brush so firm against the grain
Today the oak has lost a friend
But in his wake
A promise, he made us make
To carry his heart beyond the end
Lay me down where the forest meets its edge
Bury me somewhere you won't forget
Find a home for all the dogs and their friends
The man that laid these stones
Sleeps beneath his favourite hill
Yesterday we married him to his peace
And out of where he lays
Flowers grow and bloom so bright these days
Some say his laugh still echoes on the breeze
Lay me down where the forest meets its edge
Bury me somewhere you won't forget
Find a home for all the dogs and their friends
And those who outlived his age
Stand strong enough in his wake
Choosing joy in times of misery and pain
To lay down his bones
Near the flowing river by his humble home
The water that his spirit now rushes in
Lay me down where the forest meets its edge
Cherish all the time that you have left
Swallow down your pride and your regrets
I'll see you on the other side of the fence
Bury me somewhere you won't forget
To rest your aching feet and tired hands
Visit whenever things aren't making sense
Oh, and
Find a home for all the dogs and their friends