Death By Numbers

As our rotting bodies

Pay back the earth its love

In a vile fleshy matter

We'll crumble into dust

I'll be picked up by the wind

And blown into strangers eyes

Defuse into their bodies

And their tears when they cry

'Til I have 5000 people carry me

'Til I have 5000 people carry me

Oscar and Lucy

Will buy themselves a coffin

Oh a single box of wood

That, together, they will rot in

And their bodies will decay

And combine with one another

Oh a single act of love

Far greater than any other

And in death they'll leave just a part of them

Oh in death they'll leave one part of them

Oh when I'm minerals in the soil

I'll diffuse into a tree

It'll have 5000 brances

Which will have 5000 leaves

And I'll be in every one

Oh and when a leaf blows free

I will land upon the earth

And grow another tree

'Til I have 5000 trees made of me

'Til there are 5000 trees made of me

When Darkness surrounds me

Oh when darkness surrounds me

Oh when darkness is all I can see

When Darkness surrounds me

Oh when darkness surrounds me

Oh when darkness is all I can see

When Darkness surrounds me

Oh when darkness surrounds me

Oh when darkness is all I can see

When Darkness surrounds me

Oh when darkness surrounds me

Oh when darkness is all I can see

I will have 5000 bodies

I will have 5000 trees

Which will have 5000 branches

Which will have 5000 leaves

And I will have 5000 lovers

And I'll have 5000 bees

Made of me