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                  The Grave of Salvo Sey
 Tom Hibbard
 
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                  4:30 a.m. the phone rangsaid your baby is dead
 she died one snowy night
 she died on those frozen streets
 in a battle to keep on the road
 they couldn't get her out of the car
 those lies that she was drunk
 she was the true love
 as a soft summer day
 that war came and took her
 that war worlds away
 all that killing without reason
 she knew it wasn't right
 no matter how hard you think about it
 the ambulance drove her to the hospital
 she was pronounced d.o.a.
 i remember like it was yesterday
 perhaps it was long ago
 all i see are those signs
 telling me she's gone
 where she is in the grave
 she won't stay in that grave
 as the snow fell lightly
 the snow fell on the grave
 everything in the grave
 digging digging the gravedigger
 kept on digging
 the malls in the grave
 the cities in the grave
 the planets in the grave
 whose fault is it
 it's your fault salvo sey
 why'd you do that salvo sey
 all that hate charging out
 you came after her
 you came after her with a knife
 came after her in that barroom
 down on junk food row
 came after her on the street
 of your pain-killers
 your money-stuffed crown
 on that gray november day
 thanksgiving meal is served
 a debt you had to pay
 her eyes are closed now
 she's on the other side of the door
 and all the blood is dried
 she's gone away
 into the field of flowers
 she's found her home
 i know she'll be waiting
 she's found her freedom
 far away from you salvo sey
 far away from you salvo sey
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