DC Funeral

Sickle moon lit up your house
And there’s something gone.
I can’t remove myself from now
So i spread all your things around
It gave me time to retrace and glow.
You still hang on the back of the door
White diamonds flood onto me
We took your boxes and things.
Filled them with shirts and decorations
Made the house burn in the sun.
You’re the white in the sky
And i’m your sister’s chain
Gold as the cup spills
Out into a current
You can’t see
As our levels rise, it floods our cellar
Just sit here and glide for a minute
Just sit there and wait til it’s over
DC funeral
And i’m in a dark room
See a sparkle tree fall
it’s just for me