Minimal demo written for another band. Heavily inspired by The Tragically Hip.

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I often wonder how she's doing there

Buried on the property line

Are you waiting?

Call you one last time

But are you lonely?

Or are you thinking of nothing at all?

I cried to hard and helplessly

A dog in the ground

A dog in the ground

And when dad carried you

To the pine with two names etched in

One carved by him and one carved myself

He said the tree in the yard is waving with big arms

Where branches are limbs waving goodbye

I started writing songs the year that you were gone

Giving life to the spot that you lie

But are you lonely?

Or are you thinking of nothing at all?

I cried to hard and helplessly

A dog in the ground

A dog in the ground

A dog in the ground

In October I spent the entire day digging a grave

Dad said it was fine, but Mom insisted we dig six feet down

And cover her in lye

If I hadn't decided to drive the long way home

Maybe I would have seen her alive that night

But I can still imagine what it was like

Sitting next to your favourite person

On a crisp Tuesday autumn evening

Step outside and lay down facing the mountain

And pick a spot to die