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Bury me in a dirt hole
Until I become whole
The bugs around me telling me to give up
The whole act is up
Grow up
From a branch sprout into something beautiful
Reach up
A tree that becomes full of fruit and bountiful
But in the end, the winter comes and all my leaves decay
I'm left with nothing more than the overwhelming need to go away
By my side until the very end
So I could make amends
You follow me like the endless ice
Onto paradise
Grow up
From a branch sprout into something beautiful
Reach up
A tree that becomes full of fruit and bountiful
But in the end, the winter comes and all my leaves decay
I'm left with nothing more than the overwhelming need to go away