I'll go whichever way the winds blow
It's hard to swim against the tide
The willow bends in a tornado
The oak will shatter as it dies

Save me, and give me the peace to surrender at last

When I'm gone, do this thing for me
For this is my final day, and you know I would not joke
So bury me in willow, not in oak
Give me no standard, no eulogy
No red, white and blue, no sceptre and no cloak
Just bury me in willow, not in oak

life of conflict was unending
Collision, damage, disarray
So blind, intolerant, unbending
Just let me die a different way

Free me, 'n' give me the beautiful silence at last

When I'm gone, do this thing for me
For this is my final day, and you know I would not joke
So bury me in willow, not in oak
Give me no standard, no eulogy
No red, white and blue, no sceptre and no cloak
Just bury me in willow, not in oak