Some Graves Never Close

They lowered you at sundown While the sky burned copper red Preacher spoke of heaven But I barely heard what he said The dirt fell soft like snowfall On a name carved into stone And every sound that evening Said I’d be walking home alone

They say that time’s a healer Like some old medicine road

But some graves never close Some roads don’t lose their pain You carry them forever Like thunder in the rain The years can stack like mountains Still the heart just knows Some graves never close

The seasons kept on turning The wheat came up and died The town kept pouring whiskey Like nothing really changed outside But every mile I traveled Every campfire’s fading glow Had your name in the silence Like a place I couldn’t go

A man learns how to walk With ghosts beside the trail

But some graves never close Some roads don’t lose their pain You carry them forever Like thunder in the rain The years can stack like mountains Still the heart just knows Some graves never close

The Romans carved their heroes Into marble cold and tall But the bravest men I’ve known Never needed stone at all They live inside the stories Inside the scars we chose And every scar keeps whispering Some graves never close

Some graves never close No matter where you roam Some names stay burning Like a lantern guiding home And when my trail is finished And the last sunset glows I’ll meet you past that ridge… Where no grave ever closes

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