Oh I've been counting the dead flowers
Of this old bouquet
Watching them all waste away
And I've grown sick and weary
From the smell of the decay
But I'll pray for them to stay
Suffocate me with your decay
We'll wear out our souls
To walk in defiance
We'll snuff out our symphonies so we can
Drown in silence
We'll count the colors in a cloud filled sky
While you're all wiping your tears
You can't hear
Each Other cry
Oh I've been counting the dead flowers
Of this old bouquet
Watching them all waste away
And I've grown sick and weary
From the smell of the decay
But I'll pray for them to stay
We'll put dead roses on a stone
To let them know
That they've been missed
He gives her tulips on the day of that time
Where those two finally kissed
We'll count the shapes in a cloud filled sky
While you're all watching the rain
You can't hear
Each Other cry
Oh I've been counting the dead flowers
Of this old bouquet
Watching them all waste away
And I've grown sick and weary
From the smell of the decay
But I'll pray for them to stay
'Cause I've been counting the dead flowers
Of this old bouquet
Watching them all waste away
And I've grown sick and weary
From the smell of the decay
But I'll pray for them to...