Flowerchild

Flowers in your bed
Flowers for the dead
Life, love, death, what does it mean?
Swallow me
Entirely
Eat my eyes
And now you’ll see
The pig still eats though it’s already been fed
The corpse still sleeps though he’s already dead
All of these questions inside my head
All of these questions
Numbers and letters, what do they mean?
Perception is everything, but I can’t see
For years I have lingered
But now I will part.>