I picked three flowers from your grave They taste like velvet after days Building your sights of new embrace And then I fall hard on the ground And then my shin gets faster And then I cry for you And then I cry for you And then I cry for you I trimmed the roses that you gave They smell like heart delayed by time You closed the doors not once but burnt ash And then I realize you’re no more It makes my bones grow lonely And then I cry for you And then I cry for you And then I cry for you