I would come home if the flowers had grown,
The snow was asleep in the gutter
But I have been told the ground is too cold,
They can’t bury my grandmother
Maybe we’re stars, just dust from Mars
Maybe we are just floating
If we don’t want to stay, we can float away
With our bodies unknowing
There’s no fountain, no holy mountain
To put a stop to the years
So we smile, but all the while
We think how could they leave us here?
When I was five on a Sunday drive,
There she sat in the back seat
If we could all see angels like Marie
Fear and death would never meet
So fare thee well onto heaven or hell,
I’ll see you when the ash settles
In the wind, in the ocean,
Surrounded by rose pedals
(chorus)
Dressed up in silk and bow
Look nothing like who we know
One last party before you go
One last show
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