Description
Come inside my mausoleum
Light a candle on the pathway to my casket room
Step on through rusty iron archways
Where a pigeon lays, who died without their lover
So strange and beautiful
How you gaze upon my bones
A mistake, a tragedy
Since we missed each other by a century
They took my clothes, and sent to a museum
All I am is dust, in a handle upon the statuale
They took my guns, and horse and swords for history
But they kindly left a photograph of you and me
Your dress so beautiful
On those cliffs that took your soul
I reached for you as you drifted out to sea
Since we missed each other by a century
If I had lips
I would kiss you again
So don't be
Frightened by my skeleton
I'd kill to touch your soft bony hands
But I can't
Cause this is my lover's century
So strange and beautiful
How you'll gaze upon my bones
Before you'll leave me out to sea
I'll visit your bones next century