On The Grave Of Kermit Vale
The Full Moon Lay On The Clouds Of Cold
Like A Prisoner's Waiting Jail
We ran into the graveyard
We both were young and crazy then
That's the night that we made love
on the grave of Kermit Vale
We stepped on every ancient rock
and writings carved in stone
I slipped and fell on a grave that sat alone
that must have covered up the name
It looked to be an older one,
destroyed by years of rain
But I could see it plain,
the grave would come unveiled
I held my girl with all my might,
We felt so weak and helpless
that our cries were never heard
down upon the jagged stone
She said from this day forward
That's the night that we made love,
on the grave of Kermit Vale
I looked my loved one in the eyes,
The passion that we felt that night,
We were so desperately in love,
And so afraid that someday
we would lose the other one
That's the night that we made love,
on the grave of Kermit Vale
I read again what we had seen
That Mr. Vail was not a man
And as our full moon disappeared
we walked home all the way
And thought about the teenage boy
who lay there in the grave
That's the night that we made love
On the grave of Kermit Vale
