Lay hold the call
And hold fast the line
Make sure your heart
Soon be quittn’ time.
Lift up your eyes
And look far away
See that ghost-like army
Here it comes today.
The whistle’s blown, the bell is rung
And soft begins the dirge
We see the sun is dipping low
Lay down your every urge.
A Soul's Walk 
Reblogged this on In Lee's Shoes and commented:
Great
Cheers.
Lovely
Thank you.