Saline Grace - Last Day Of September lyrics

Hank's graceful countenance vanished With the last breath of September In the year of his birth Robbed of the life's bright goodness Under the Lord's envious power Once upon a time The fallow world bore vast warmth When he wrested free from the womb Showing the true loving-kindness But too early robbed of his poor mother Illness only was his mind's reward With the betrayed's floods of tears and Through the slough of deepest lifelessness Two faithful followers took his tiny coffin To the chosen place of holiest peace While the weeping rain was hammering down Those faithful followers who had covered His ill body with tears of love before Buried him on the last day of September Resting in the bosom of the lamenting earth Nestled under warming roses' strength