Cover Them Over With Beautiful Flowers, Deck

Boys Flying Kites Haul In Their White Winged Birds; You Can't Do That Way When You're Flying Words. Careful With Fire, Is Good Advice We Know Careful With Words, Is Ten Times Doubly So. Thoughts Unexpressed May Sometimes Fall Back Dead; But God Himself Can't Kill Them When They're Said.

And That Was The Way The Deuce Was To Pay As It Always Is, At The Close Of The Day That Gave Us

Cover Them Over With Beautiful Flowers, Deck Them With Garlands, Those Brothers Of Ours, Lying So Silent By Night And By Day.

I've Watched My Duty, Straight An' True, An' Tried To Do It Well; Part Of The Time Kept Heaven In View, An' Part Steered Clear Of Hell.

We Thank Thee, O Father Of All, For... All The Soul-help That Sad Souls Understand.