Petals In The Grass

Death Lays Gentle

I guess he's tired
Needing a nap
Death lays gentle
Upon my lap

Has he come for me?
He did not say
My flesh is untouched
There's no decay

His slumbers are deep
I will not wake
Making him angry
Could be an eternal mistake

How much longer
Will he rest?
Trying not to disturb
My unwelcomed guest

A very odd fella
A very dark chap
Death lays gentle
Upon my lap