when i die you shall bury me with daisies
perhaps dying will give what you seek
admirably - i desired
to get my want i scream in agony
realising that we can live without the poison sea
the deep deep lies which hide beneath
but when i would die,
the lies repeat
they repeat, they repeat, repeated for me
repeated until a clear memory
when i shall die i shall meet
my desires,
when i die you shall bury me with daisies
