Stories

Placed with no care on a load heading west On a road too rough you fell Under layers of dust you were laid to rest But you still had tales to tell Play for me a tune in a mournful key Unveil another verse of the things you have seen Share with me a song and I'll try to hum along Fiddle, tell your stories to me Fate took a turn in a desolate place As a wind revealed your grave With no strings and no bow, in a worn out case Holding secrets I could save Old you may be, but you'll stay when I'm gone Adding tales along the way All that I'm hoping for when my last day is done A lament for me you'll play