Bury Me

Bury me where the flowers don't grow
I'm dead and gone but you'll never know
you'll never, you'll never, you'll never know

facedown in a riverbank
she spits a mouthful of mud
cold kill, red stains and greasy streaks
washed away by the flood

all I have is this photograph
it reminds me of you
it reminds me
1000 crippled words in this photograph

bury me where the flowers don't grow
I'm dead and gone but you'll never know

blood on bone rings a desperate bell
one hand tied, screaming like hell

all I have is this photograph
it reminds me of you
it reminds me
1000 crippled words in this photograph

bury me where the flowers don't grow
I'm dead and gone but you'll never know
bury me where the flowers don't grow
I'm dead and gone but you'll never know

blue tear-streaks leave a crystallized glow
they rip, they rip, my cheeks the faster they flow
the faster, the faster, the faster