K., here's your ride
Get your petals out and lay them in the aisle
Pretend your garden grew
And that it's your day to wed
We have found your man
He is drinking up
He's all-American, and he'll drive
He has volunteered with grace to end your life
We'll tidy up
It's sad to hold, but leave your shell to us
You explode, you firefly, you tiny boat with oars
Feather oars
The world tilts back and pours and pours
And so, you satellite
You're a tidal wave
You're a big surprise
And I've one more night to be your mother

The signal interrupted
My baby's frequency not strong enough
Remain in my hands and smile

We will miss you but in time you'll get set up
And we will write

Hey, you beauty supreme
Yeah, you were right about me
But can I get myself out from underneath
This guilt that will crush me
In the choir, I saw our sad Messiah
He was bored and tired of my laments
He said, "I died for you one time, but never again"

Never again . . .

Well I love you so much
But do me a favor, baby, don't reply
Because I can dish it out
But I can't take it

(Repeat: 1234567)

(We'll never have to buy adjacent plots of earth
We'll never have to rot together under the dirt
I'll never have to lose my baby in the crowd
I should be laughing right now)

Lyrics submitted by bnjared, edited by robbeh118, fob0403, nikkiixc, Mellow_Harsher, empiricynicism

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  • +2
    General CommentJust FYI for any more posts to come, the song is based on an awfully sad and true story about the death of a 7 year old girl (and the limousine driver) by a drunk driver whilst she was inside the limousine, as flower girl for a wedding.
    Hence all the references to the number 7 etc.
    It makes sense when you know the story. Look it up.
    Clouseauon June 10, 2009   Link

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