By graveyardpat on Skatehive
If there's one thing from cemeteries I've learned It's to forget green hair, forget the urns When I'm crumbling, I think it'd be best If you drew diamond hearts on my chest And then, should you need to lay me to rest If you lovingly buried me in canvas. Honey, bring Chronos' mirror to my side On that beautiful, streak-breaking night I'll cry, "Good lord, it's an utter mess! I left no love for myself... I gave it to all to somebodies else- Don't blame me! My babies held me ransom!" And let my voice live on, tattooed on trees that died with me We call it "solidarity" And give them pictures of my eyes that'll see much more than I've seen before Left my shoes at the doctor's door Take my scripts- finish them, you'll know how Then come see me in that dead forest; Taking my stiff final bows- I'll have no encores left, by now- And I'll sparkle heartbeats, ceaseless Until the next brightest diamond comes.