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Carry Me Away
A fallen twig I am
Who does care.
Walk over me and I'll be buried
And the land be left bare.
So like me you will end
And be buried in the depths of the ground.
Just like me you will be trodden
And will never be found.
The end will catch you at any rate
And bury you in its arms.
The men will die and so will rise
But I don't have a chance.
But once gone men can never stand
The ones buried in the earth.
The men's soul departs into the end
Then takes a new birth
But what saves me
What gives me a chance to live
Maybe the mysterious thing over ...