oh let us through the graveyards prance
weave softly through the threaded dance
come, come, with me sweet pea
let not my howling cause you fear
But take my hands and let us seek
out fairer lands and kinder hearts
cities all bedecked in lights
warmer skies and friendlier Nights
tarry not to say farewell
the harvest claims as harvests must
oh let us through the graveyards prance
weave softly through the threaded dance
spin, spin, no time for breath
you’ll not need it where we are bound
see how the corpse-white lilies spring
to fill the footsteps in our wake
they’ll dress you now in robes of flame
or raiment of the softest clay
join in the ball where all fall down
as you forget your mother’s face
oh let us through the graveyards prance
weave softly through the threaded dance
away, away, let us depart
i offer peace i offer rest
the journey will be without fear
the light that waits will never end
each step must fall with soft intent
wound not the earth that lets us twirl
it blankets men who’ve earned their sleep
the soil and i their secrets keep
oh let us through the graveyards prance
weave softly through the threaded dance
hush, hush, be not ashamed
all weep upon first sight of me
i am but the shade that echoes Spring
the peace to ease the cares of life
many mourn as i tiptoe by
many more sigh in gratefulness
i bear no more than the final debt
and flowers to cushion where you tread
oh let us through the graveyards prance
weave softly through the threaded dance