A tree has grown on the spot,Where {{{{her body}}} did rest
Blood seeped in the soil,From the knife in her chest,
The bugs serve time in her skeletal jail,I wonder how the bugs remember Gail,Oh, what a lovely young girl,Everybody would say,You can still hear her laugh,In the shadows on a cold winter day, A dog dug up a bone and wagged his tail,I wonder how the dog remembers Gail,The bugs serve time in her skeletal jail
I wonder how that I'll remember Gail,
