Pickling Jar

Some how I knew you would end up in my pickling jar Since I saw you last summer from the window of my car I have watched - I have waited Built a jar - anticipated Take your soul away Death walked - Took you home Set you free - In my pickling jar Picked you up from where you had fallen Just like a shooting star Set you free.... Death walked on your shadow and I was there to witness the dark angel do his business And take your soul away Took you home - Set you free In my pickling jar