The Confederate Dead - A Song For You

Words & Music by Butchy Davy Come Find Heaven How her hair is curling, and I know that it’s you. It makes sense when i’m falling back, it’s what we want to do. Some things keep on crawling, but I can barely breathe It’s one thing that is coming back, another you will see, it’s how we feel. Come find heaven. When I know it’s summer, I always love to see. Nature keep on shining, but what is it supposed to mean? Hell has come between us, but i dis-dis-agree. Just keep pulling forwards, we do what we please