gravedigger rap

I want to tap you

Like a fairy

With my wand

Hope to release an emotion

Maybe it's a bubble

Welling up to burst

Or an external force

Like a ripple

Or a breeze

Let it flow over you temporarily

Until you release it

Like a sneeze

All emotions are valid

Confusion is one

Anger for example

Excitement and surprise

They're all as good as the next

But vary in degrees of intensity

According to several factors

Which one is your fearvourite?

Is it sadness like with me?

Let's chase sunsets like the lamplighter in the little prince

Who follows a terrible profession

I want to touch you

Throw a pebble into your being

Cause a splash to wake you up

Like I used to do

When I was a gravedigger

Ashes to ashes

The vicar would say

And dressed as the sexton

With pebbles in hand

I'd suddenly appear and slam them down on the lid of the coffin

Dust to dust the rev went on

And I'd softly swoosh a swish of sand on the wooden box below

Then stand there with a spade

Full of muck

For the relatives to chuck

Into the grave of the deceased

May he rest in peace

And those of us who felt

A cold rush of fear

Would fill in the hole

Then go to the white bear

For a game of pool

And a warm glass of beer.