This gravestone is peaceful and
quiet
She pulls up a chair and sits right
by it
The air around is gentle and warm
The rose colored wreath is tattered and
torn
Tiny blades of grass are
peeking through
Drawing life from sunshine
and dew
remembering his eyes when she
lied
Knowing she lives feeling she's
died
Da da da da da da da
Da
da da da da da da
where have all the good
time gone
where have all the good time
gone
where have all the good time gone my
child
Da da da da da da da
Da da da
da da da da
So every night after
sunshine
You'll find her there alone in her
shrine
Two forms appearing ghostly in
rain
One red marble the other blue pain
where have all the good time gone
where have all the good time gone
where
have all the good time gone my child
Da da
da da da da da
Da da da da da da da
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