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Bury the Dead

Bury the Dead
And let them be
Don’t let them come back
And pull at your sleeve

Sign them off
And then close the lid
Don’t let the yearbooks
Loosen your grip

Close the door
And hear yourself breathe
Don’t let them whisper
In your ear while you sleep

And I know it’s hard…Yes, I know
Oh I know it’s hard…Yes, I know…
Oh, I know…

Bury the Dead
And let them rest
Sing when your sorrow
Puts you to test

Scatter their ashes
Beneath a tree
And then let it grow
For the shade it will give

Bury the Dead
But remember their names
The eyes of your children
Will carry their flame

And I know it’s hard…Yes, I know
Oh I know it’s hard…Yes, I know…

To bury the dead…
-to bury the dead…
To bury the dead…
-to bury the dead…

And I know it’s hard…Yes, I know
Oh I know it’s hard…Yes, I know…

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Hemlock Smith Lausanne, Switzerland

Hemlock Smith come from Lausanne (Switzerland). Since 2002, they’ve released 7 regular albums with intelligent pop, as well as 2 soundtracks for silent film and 2 collaborations with Noise duo Les Poissons Autistes. Fronted by singer-songwriter Michael Frei, Hemlock Smith's distinctive voice is complemented by a talented band seamlessly blending Pop, Folk, Rock and Trip-Hop Sensibilities ... more

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