I'll start! for me, it's "Does anyone know/where the love of God goes/When the waves turn the minutes to hours" from The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald, by Gordon Lightfoot.
"In a clearing where the sunrays dance amongst the forest's dense secrets, you will softly rest, your pale beauty enshrined by the sweet glade, your body at peace. Even the earth will fill the crack where entered my blade."
from "Drip Drip" (1971), by Comus
