A Grave Is a Grim Horse - Steve Von Till

You cut your eye teeth on stone

Your feet stood firm in the soil

Your life is survived by your deeds

We will remember and honor your name

A grave is a grim horse

To ride

I passed through the darkness this night

With my face pressed into the earth

Thin is the veil, thick is the skin

To cross the borderlands of flesh

A grave is a grim horse

To ride

As I lie on this house of bones

Speak to me now of time’s strange berries

Do ages repeat all the same?

Tell me what you see out there

A grave is a grim horse

To ride

To cross this bridge of shadow

Visions of silence all told

What the dead reveal to the living

My blanket can’t keep out this cold

A grave is a grim horse

To ride