A tree has grown on the spot  Where her body did rest  Blood seeped in the soil  From the knife in her chest    The bugs serve time in her skeletal jail  I wonder how the bugs remember Gail    What a lovely young girl  Everybody would say  You can still hear her laugh  In the shadows on a cold winter's day    A dog dug up a bone and wagged it's tail  I wonder how that Dog remembers Gail    The bugs serve time in her skeletal jail  I wonder how that I’ll remember Gail