the red wine stops fermenting
a young man turns to gray
the voice of truth and promise 
leads one and all astray

we follow with a notion
of what may be ahead
that voice of truth and promise
has risen from the dead

ck-baker

you can't take it with you (wherever that may be)

6 feet underground
My life turned upside down
Why have you left me here this way

1000 feet above the earth
Heaven is now my hearth
Too bad theres no one left here to pray

Gone away from those I loved
I'm here watchful from up above
Atop the clouds I listen as I lay