I Am Stretched on Your Grave

I am stretched on your grave, and will lie there forever If your hands were in mine, I'd be sure we'd not sever My apple tree, my brightness It's time we were together, for I smell of the earth And am worn by the weather I am stretched on your grave I am stretched on your grave I am stretched on your grave I am stretched on your grave I am stretched on your grave I am stretched on your grave I am stretched on your grave I am stretched on your grave I am stretched on your grave I am stretched on your grave