Make my Grave (wherever I fall)

There’s no country I would die for

there’s no land I call my home

there’s flag I can salute

no endorsement I have known

and if soil I must believe in

then I have no home at all

make my grave wherever I Fall

So tell me what should I believe in

come now tell me what is right

in a world thats built with empty words

words to confuse wrong and right

and if home is where the heart is

then it should be plain to all

to make my grave wherever I fall

Sure there’s beauty in the mountains

Its there in the breaking dawn

I have seen it in her eyes

and in the city I was born

But I’ve known nothing that can last here

nothing great and nothing small

so make my grave, wherever I fall

So if all living is a circle

and we’re all drifting in the wind

Some will drown while others drink

and some will sink while others swim

But through all the educated guesses & religions pretty dresses

There’s really nothing sacred here at all

so make my grave, wherever I fall

Or you could lie with my Father, to be for ever after

but that makes no difference at all

So make my grave, wherever I fall