A tree has grown on the spot
Where her body did rest
Blood seeped into the soil
From the knife in her chest The bugs serve time
In her skeletal jail
I wonder how the bugs
Remember Gail What a lovely young girl
Everybody would say
You can still hear her laugh
In the shadows on a cold winter's day A dog dug up a bone
And wagged it's tail
I wonder how the dog
Remembers Gail The bugs serve time
In her skeletal jail
I wonder how then I'll
Remember Gail
