My Night-Blooming Cereus is decaying away
Now I won't be able to play my organ today
The pipes are turning yellow now instead of green
And my friend is slowly dying and it's sad to see
Pretty soon we'll have to chop her down
Instead of yellow she's turning brown
Reaching her arms towards the moon
But no flowers are gonna bloom
My Night-Blooming Cereus is in the cemetery
My hands are stabbed with thrones from the body I carried
My palms are slowly bleeding now as I start to cry
But I know it's time to move and accept she died
The Dittemores - Night-Blooming Cereus Lyrics
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My Night-Blooming Cereus is decaying away
Now I won't be able to play my organ today
The pipes are turning yellow now instead of green
And my friend is slowly dying and it's sad to see
Pretty soon we'll have to chop her down
Instead of yellow she's turning brown
Reaching her arms towards the moon
But no flowers are gonna bloom
My Night-Blooming Cereus is in the cemetery
My hands are stabbed with thrones from the body I carried
My palms are slowly bleeding now as I start to cry
But I know it's time to move and accept she died
Now I won't be able to play my organ today
The pipes are turning yellow now instead of green
And my friend is slowly dying and it's sad to see
Pretty soon we'll have to chop her down
Instead of yellow she's turning brown
Reaching her arms towards the moon
But no flowers are gonna bloom
My Night-Blooming Cereus is in the cemetery
My hands are stabbed with thrones from the body I carried
My palms are slowly bleeding now as I start to cry
But I know it's time to move and accept she died
Writer: James Dittemore
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