The aftermath of an armageddon on my world
Who will comfort me, just be buzzing bees and the burnt down trees?
Who will comfort me?
The butterflies, the orchid mantis? We see eye to eye
I never planned it
They come around at night when nothing is inside
They will comfort
They will comfort
Even when i’m old
With brittle bones and all
I’ll be
I’ll be
Whole
If they ever need a home
I’ll open up my walls
For the
For the
Colony
And when i die
Cross my heart
When i die
Yeah they’ll see me
And when i’m dead
When i’m dead
Bury me
Bury me
With the colony
