Gift Shop

Wait wait please don’t tell me
Two days in the valley and two ends meet
Of course you have that why am I surprised?
All these people and I just want to crawl under the porch where I belong
The mountains, they stole you, all silver and grey
You are one mile above me
My beetle in the gift shop
Says speak speak speak to me
But I don’t trust it
I found your essence rare
My ghost wrote me a letter
Says please please please let me be
But I don’t trust it, keep running the wolf parade
It’s not a compliment
It’s not a compliment
Don’t tell me I was in your dream
Don’t tell me
I’ll see you in the ground
I’ll see you