Flowerbed
A flowerbed, to lay a body down
A gentle song to sing the stars are out
Ignite a candle, to feel some warmth, and guide through the night
A place somewhere to hide the thoughts, that will never see light
A place to rest, a place to stay right here
Away in gold, from the northern banks. In shape of a man, not said his thanks
Away he came, in the pouring rain. Where he touched her hand, and was lost again
Believe that it's an autumn dream once had
Where the night is young, the grass can be a bed
To kill a king, just show what these desires will beget
And take away those bright days he'd never want forget
That death will come right back, and grin - trace an x upon the skin
Shake your hand and say, "how do you do?"
And when he calls for me, I hope you will too
Away in gold, from the northern banks. In shape of a man, not said his thanks
Away he came, in the pouring rain. Where he touched her hand, and was lost again
A call to arms, to set all ships to sea
Not lost yet, but lost all too soon to be
Coronate uncertainty, canonize a fool
Don't think of me, a song unsung - a soul taken too soon
A song to sing, a song where love is found
Open your eyes, this man is underground
Autor(es): Nick Snyder