Drying up and turning brown
Slowly dying in the ground alone
Blood spreads out inside the dirt
Body made of flesh and dirt and bone
A home
A home
A dried up torso with no room to grow
Take me where there's food and life
I wish that I had a life and love
Body thirsty for a drink
Six magpies a place that I think of
Alone
Alone
Then I came across a garden gnome
Who watered my heart
And it grew in me
Who watered my heart
And it grew in me
You watered my heart
And it grew in me
You watered my heart
And it grew in me