Dead long dead long dead My heart is a handful of dust The wheels go over my head My bones are shaken with pain Into a shallow grave there thrust Only a yard beneath the street And the hooves of the horses beat beat The hooves of the horses beat. Beat into my scalp into my brain Beat into my scalp into my brain There's never an end to the stream of passing feet Driving hurrying marrying burying Clamor and rumbles and ringing and clatter And here beneath it's all as bad For i thought the dead had peace But well it is not so To have no peace in the grave Is that not sad? Up and down and to and fro Ever about me the dead men go To hear a dead man chatter Is enough to drive one mad It's enough to drive one mad It's enough to drive me mad