Let the Dead Bury Their Own Dead

Do you like the flowers that I layed down up there
Is it cold where you are or do you feel safe
Did we find the right words
Did we cry enough
When I went to pieces when I broke down
Did you find that decent
Or did you see my frown

You can try to leave your friend
Just stop to breathe and
Kiss him goodbye
He still won´t die
You can try to end your past
But it will always last

Let the dead bury their own dead

I can hear the earth drop
It´s getting hard to breathe
My wings start bleeding and you can hear that sound
I will be a good host
I will share my taste
I will feed the newborn
IIcan´t be replaced
Even if I feel torn
I won´t be erased