In A Graveyard - Rufus Wainwright

Wandering properties of death

Arresting moons within our eyes and smiles

We did rest

Amongst the granite tombs to catch our breath

Worldly sounds of endless warring

Were for just a moment silent stars

Worldly boundaries of dying

Were for just a moment never ours

All was new

Just as the black horizons blue

Then along the bending path away

I smiled in knowing i’d be back one day