Field of Marigolds
Album: Zombie Heart E.P.
By: GayleSkidmore
By: GayleSkidmore
Duration
3:20
Genres
Description
Bury me in a field of marigolds.
Lyrics
Big, black limousine You carry me to the edge of dreams Posies for the dead I gathered them from the weeds in my head A field of marigolds A story told by the wise and old A hand I thought I'd hold 'til my body's cold But it's buried over the river Ravens on a wire Watching this transpire With their eyes afire Ticker tape parade Confetti tears in the stifling shade A field of marigolds A story told by the wise and old A hand I thought I'd hold 'til my body's cold But it's buried over the river Come on, mourners, wailing mothers Ashes on your head, cross upon your breast Come on, Lonely, this is only What we can expect We'll all eventually fall down dead In a field of marigolds There'll be stories told by the wise and old And the hands we thought we would hold will be shoveling earth As we're buried over the river