Do you remember my death
It was pretty, you were there
Soft and quiet in the aftermath
Cold and starry in the air
I probably won't love you very long
You'll want me to and I will too
But I probably won't love you very long
Sorry to say
Blood from bark and voice from that
And the Harpies all around
I couldn't keep from going flat
I'm unworthy of what I've found
I probably won't love you very long
You'll want me to and I will too
But I probably won't love you very long
Sorry to say
And if it goes so far that I don't know my friends
Then you can find my dreaming tree inside the end
I'm just beyond eternal sands of fire and meant
To live within the wood of suicides as a plant
Do you remember my death
It was pretty, you were there