I was floating above my bed, Like a body in a river, in car. And the only sound in my head was a dying cricket in a jar. And I saw little beams of light come into the bedroom, from underneath the door. And they crawled under my sheets, and they came out of every single pore.
When I think about you, (oh oh oh!) When I think about you, (oh oh!) When I think about you, flowers grow out of my grave, grave grave! Grave, grave, grave! Flowers grow out of my grave!
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