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Oh bury me & sing to the seeds Oh bury me & sing to the seeds At least I can't say I didn't hazard a try To embellish my joys There will be no moment of silence when I die Only a moment of noise Oh carry me & we'll swing through the reeds Oh carry me & we'll swing through the reeds When they stand round my grave, maybe they'll say, âHe sang when he swayed & laughed when he prayedâ & as they file past the gate All wrapped up in faith Having questioned their fate They will try to be late From Letras Mania