Buried in Treasure

He sleeps in a corner with 13 cats
A blanket of litter, the air stenched and bitter
A dragon guarding his gold
His house is a cave full of useless things
Pictures in pieces lie scattered in bins
But to him they’re diamonds and dreams

And he will stay there ‘til the end of his days
Gathering memories in trashcans and trays
Days are wasted in a careless world
And salt is burning my gaze
As I watch him wither away
Buried in treasure

His fingers are trembling through dresses and skirts
Searching through mountains of sweaters and shirts
For a sign or the smell of her smile
To keep them together, to keep her alive
So he won’t remember the day when she died
As his heart oh it travels back in time

And he will stay there ‘til the end of his days
Gathering memories in trashcans and trays
Days are wasted in a careless world
And salt is burning my gaze
As I watch him wither away
Buried in treasure

He tries to change
Stays the same
Passes time in a haze
He’s a broken clock
His years are lost
Lost

And he will stay there ‘til the end of his days
Gathering memories in trashcans and trays
Days are wasted in a careless world
And salt is burning my gaze
As I watch him wither away
Buried in treasure

And he will stay there ‘til the end of his days
Gathering memories in trashcans and trays
Days are wasted in a careless world
And salt is burning my gaze
As I watch him wither away
Buried in treasure