Ariel Ramirez (Buckner Richard)

Oh, where you lay Your head tonight I'll roll away alone And close on down Take up your ring And fly back out And we'll pretend Forget we're dead Yeah, we'll lay it down When we're all through When we're killed or cured And barely heard Put Ariel on And smoke away the night And do the white net crawl Until the hammers fall I kept your poem here With all my other gear But in the end I missed what it meant Oh, where you lay Your head tonight I'll roll away alone And close on down