Tonight my love is sleeping cold
Where none may see and none shall pass.
The daisies quicken in the mold,
And richer fares the meadow grass.
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I'm not sure I get this one...but it sounds like she's hoping her love won't rise from the grave because she doesn't want to deal with zombie drama.