Death a thing she hardly knew
So thin and rare and small and few
It smells just like me
And it smells just like you
She's blinded for the best
In this bright tree she makes her nest
Everyone laughs as she struggles up high
Everyone's happy and she wants to die
(There I see)
Dead is and so far everything is new
It smells just like me
And it smells just like you
Blind in safety and leafy in love
Plain ugly and homely race
With sad disgrace drawn on its face
She sleeps in the buds in a place
Where no summer shines no tears are shed
For the living or for the dead
Even love can't tell her anything
When there's plots in her eyes shine with formaldehyde
Cries with a different feeling
When the chaos ensues with a new appetite
And in the wormless sand shall she
A feast for no foul glutton be
She's washed by the sea to a place
Where no summer shines no tears are shed
For the living or for the dead
Blind in safety and leafy in love