Flowers

When they bury me

When my head pours into the ground

My thoughts will all grow flowers

Sprouting out all around

Some will be violet

And yellow and green

And others will only be black

They'll tell my life's story

To all who walk by

And there will be no hidden facts

Don't be suprised

If the flowers all have your eyes

And for petals your long flowing hair

And though you'd like to pick them

I'd rather you just left them there

When i said i loved you

The flowers all turned red

When i broke your heart

They all went pale instead

When we kissed

The sun shown through in yellow

When i did you wrong

The blackness crept in from below