From the recording Cradle of Light

Lyrics

Unchiseled headstones laid beneath the pinesUnknown departed, but I see which one's mine
The time's upon us that was long foretoldThe rain is falling, and the wind blows cold
I gained perspective perched upon this hillLie down beside me, reckon someday you will
Go down, old Hannah, don't you rise no moreYou keep on sleeping till judgment day's for sure
You think I'm sleeping in an unmarked graveHidden inscription; Jesus knows my name