Out in the school yard building a tomb
For the beautiful skeleton asleep in your parents' room
And you couldn't find anyone to talk to
So your heart was broken and nobody knew
Until the doctors opened you and what they found
Was the two halves beating separately and orbiting around
Your body with the energy that sprung forth from the ground
Your body's made of energy that comes from the ground
There's a blackbird sitting on your bones
Perched above your rib cage whistling the tones
Of a sad organ pumping and the only way it knows
That the sound of ghosts thumping when the winter wind blows
All those voices coming quickly and orbiting around
To make to make your madness silky soft and white as down
With their cedar-scented sadness and dressing gowns
They'll dry you cheeks with the torn sleeves of their favorite dressing gowns
And how your love is like a vulture
And now it's circling around and it makes the sweetest sound
"I will be wanted. I will be wanted." And it feeds off what is dead
How your love is like a vulture; it feeds off what is dead
And now it's circling around your head
Your love is like a vulture; it feeds off what is dead
I will be honest
I will be honest
I've not forgotten what I said
Come and find me when you're dead
My heart is haunted
My heart is haunted
'Cause now you're hanging around
Now you're hanging around in the hereafter
Happily ever after this
I said your name and blew a kiss
Goodnight, my love
Remember this: you'll always be the one I miss
Broken into shards just out of the womb
I watched as your scars grew from the ground and bloomed
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