On the stone I carved your name On my heart the chiseled flame-like permanence But there's no permanence That's just some shit we say in fear To help us pass the years I was lost and couldn't sleep With you distant from my feet My perfect son, What have I done? I put you in the ground tonight Out beside the house By the window light I laid out there in our blanket And imagined you were kicking in your sleep Just three feet below Where your father weeps In the morning I came to Did you hear me calling you I listened then With pressing ear "You're not alone, I'm here Watering the soil Just above you, dear"