The fourth track off the Andy the Doorbum Double LP "The Man Killed The Bird, And With The Bird He Killed The Song, And With The Song, Himself."
I'll be waiting for flowers til I'm dead.
I'll hang from the rafter that I helped to build.
Will you miss me while I am away?
Oh, what a mess I'll make waiting to be saved.
I saw God on the mountain today.
He was dressed as a sunset, and though we talked for hours he said nothing especially great.
Oh, what a mess he's made waiting for flowers.
I'll be kissing your forehead when you're dead.
I'll dig til my hands bleed.
Until I strike silver, and wonder if you'd have loved me anyway.
And I'll leave you a pile on your grave to keep you looking up.
Then I'll sing til I've nothing to say.
My ghost will live on until those who remember are aged and washed away with time.
You can't take anything with you,
But you can leave plenty behind.
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