You don't see it
Not at first at least
You might catch a glimmer of it
on a sunny day
I lay inside silently watching
Do not worry,
it's very comfortable
You see I can walk and talk and dance and sing
it is very flexible
do not try to save me
For its locks have closed
and it might as well be 6 feet under
But it has a beautiful cover
of a happy soul
but the cover slips
and you might catch a glimpse
of it when the wind blows
on a cold October night
Do not worry my dear
It might as well be 6 feet under.