Bury Me / I See Ghosts

Let them sit by
Bloom at their time
Don't dare disturb
The flowers

Will they grow right?
Stand strong full of might?
Or will they wilt slowly as painfully as I do?

As I cross my hands
And lay down on my back I whisper

Bury me under a pot of flowers
Take care of them, not like I did to myself
Don't let them down
Don't let me down

Sitting there all alone
Waiting for the sun to come out
Frightened by the
Slightest sound

The water feeds them each day
If I don't give them some
Will they be ok?
I know they'll be ok

I scratched both my knees
But I'm begging you, please, please

Bury me under a pot of flowers
Take care of them, not like I did to myself
Don't let them down
Don't let me down
I tell you
Grow some flowers over my head
Tell them they will be well fed
From whatever's left
Of me

Bury me
Under a pot of flowers
Make my funeral
Seem like something else
Don't let them see me
Cry
Cry
Bury me under
Bury me under
Now I'm 6 foot under
And what's over me?
A pot of flowers

I walk around naked
As Rachmaninoff plays in the background
There's a sense of dread
Spiraling around and round
But maybe what I see is real

On my way back home
I blew a dandelion and made a wish
To not be as prone
But to spiral around and round
To know if what I see is real

I felt a touch on my palm
I smelt the scent of the calm
I drowned within the storm before
I knew what to you all is known
I sat and wondered "what if?"
I cried and asked you "what gives?"
Though I may be just sad at most
I'm sure that I see ghosts

The light blue background I see
Has become my heart and lungs
I'm not sure why you're with me
But I just feel how fond
This memory is

And the stage broke under my feet
And I don't think it was there to begin with
Tell death that we'll meet
Because I know how fond
This memory is
This relic of the past is

I felt a touch on my palm
I smelt the scent of the calm
I drowned within the storm before
I knew what to you all is known
I sat and wondered "what if?"
I cried and asked you "what gives?"
Though I may be just sad at most
I'm sure that I see ghosts

And I know you're all surrounding me
And I know you're all around me
And I know that I'm closed inside of me
And I still feel free
And I know you don't care
But I don't care if you even know me
I am ghost, and I'm free
I am ghost, and I'm free