Richard Thompson - Long Dead Love Lyrics
Somebody's walking, oh somebody's walkingThere on the grave of our loveAnd somebody's kicking the dust and the ashes awayWhy don't they just let it dieAnd fade and grow cold againBetter our footsteps divideAnd our memory grow old againOh long dead loveLong dead loveHow much dirt must you shovel on what's already deadDon't send flowers to remember, send thorns insteadAnd who's that polishing the tombstone over our headsOhhSomebody's dancing on our sad misfortuneOh there on the grave of our loveAnd somebody's sweeping the splinters of my broken heart awayWhy don't they just let it dieAnd fade and grow cold againBetter our footsteps divideAnd our memory grow old againOh long dead loveLong dead loveIt's been so long it's even hard to find the right placeWas it you who paid for Burke and Hare to come in on the caseYou know grave-robbing is a sin and this is a crying disgraceDeep in the night, the cruel intention comes stealingDeep in the night, I can't close my eyes for that feelingOh long dead loveLong dead loveLong dead love
