Sunflower Attrition
I found a solace
In sacrilege
As I passed a flask around
On the church steps
I knelt down and kissed your forehead
In this building
Cold and golden
And it was as close to god
As I'll ever be
I should've pulled out my teeth
Let them rest
Beneath my heavy head in I sleep
Use the funds to fix your ailments
And Maybe keep you here beside me
And as much as I think about death
Once I lived it
I didn't want it
I wonder how close I'll get to your ghost
Without knowing it
I guess I should've started praying
I guess it was our turn up to bat
I could see you in reflections
Of the tears that slid my face
Maybe I'll start a garden
Climb the sunflowers
And tear you away from gods sweet grace
Maybe I'll start a garden