Death Nesting - Laying Flowers On Your Grave

Knee-deep in silence, I can’t hear your name, The stone just stares back, it all feels the same. I place down these flowers, but they wither so fast, Like every small moment we thought would last. I’m layin’ flowers on your grave, Beggin’ the dirt to give back what death gave. I’m layin’ flowers on your grave, Talkin’ in silence, I can’t be saved. Every petal falls like the tears I hide, I’d give my own breath just to reach your side, Every flower I lay is another goodbye. Rain soaks the petals, turns the soil to clay, My hands shake heavy, got nothin’ to say. The grass keeps on growin’ where your body lays, But all I have left is this handful of lonely days. I’m layin’ flowers on your grave, Beggin’ the dirt to give back what death gave. I’m layin’ flowers on your grave, Talkin’ in silence, I can’t be saved. Every petal falls like the tears I hide, I’d give my own breath just to reach your side, Every flower I lay is another goodbye. The bouquet is broken, the colors are gone, Like the sound of your voice that I lean upon. Every blossom I bring is an aching goodbye, And every goodbye is another goddamn lie. If love could raise you, you’d be standin’ here, But all I have is wasteful tears. I’d trade my body, I’d trade my breath, To climb down and lie in your bed of death. I’m layin’ flowers on your grave, Beggin’ the dirt to give back what death gave. I’m layin’ flowers on your grave, Talkin’ in silence, I can’t be saved. Every petal falls like the tears I hide, I’d give my own breath just to reach your side… Every wilted petal is another goodbye.