When they bury me
When my head pours into the ground
My thoughts will all grow flowers
Sprouting out all around

Some will be violet
And yellow and green
And others will only be black

They'll tell my life's story
To all who walk by
And there will be no hidden facts

Don't be suprised
If the flowers all have your eyes
And for petals your long flowing hair
And though you'd like to pick them
I'd rather you just left them there

When I said I loved you
The flowers all turned red
When I broke your heart
They all went pale instead

When we kissed
The sun shown through in yellow

When I did you wrong
The blackness crept in from below