Lyrics

Once upon a time
In a faraway place
There's a tiny town
That no one thought to name
On the outskirts of town
Tucked beneath the willow trees
Silent as death
Was a small cemetery
The undertaker's daughter
Was a maiden most fair
With her sweet rosy pink cheeks
And long flaxen hair
Day after day
She learned of her father's trade
Day after day
She wandered to the graves
Alone in the corner
Where the light did not shine
Was an angel made of stone
Who looked up to the sky
Her hands folded in pray
Her feet covered in grime
And laying upon them
Was a plaque as old as time
The undertaker's daughter
Had wandered there
With her sweet rosy pink cheeks
And long flaxen hair
She looked to the plaque
And she thought it was odd
She looked to the plaque
And the grave's name was gone
Every day from then on
The daughter went there
To the grave with the angel
With the plaque that was bare
Sitting there all alone
The daughter thought that it was sad
No one ever brought flowers
There were no gifts to be had
One day the daughter
Had went to the seaside
Playing in the sand
With the sun shining bright
While hunting around
The daughter had found
A seashell so beautiful
Pearly and round
The undertaker's daughter
Had searched through there
With her rosy cheeks and long flaxen hair
She wanted more of those lovely seashells
And she wanted more
And she had a plan as well
The undertaker's daughter
Was a maiden most fair
With her sweet rosy pink cheeks
And long flaxen hair
A gift for the grave
With no name in sight
A gift for the grave
This seashell so bright
The undertaker's daughter
Had left them there
Back when she had rosy cheeks
And long flaxen hair
Now she was gone
But though it was so long ago
The seashell still shined
The grave was not alone
The grave was not alone
The grave was not alone
Written by: Steampianist
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