Here, here's all that's left of me
The day that I inherit it won't be too far away
And so I flock to the pile of golden paper
A silly little anecdote and I begin to fray
Oh, it seems like heaven is wrong
Take, take everything you can
I'm not entirely sure how it all wound up in this place
You'll need a key and the lock is mostly rusted
But how you'll understand it when the light shines on your face
You will find me out of your window soon
I see the things that nobody else sees
I see the grass to grass try to stretch to the trees
I see the flowers that shake off the bees
And I see my hope as it falls to its knees
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