Conversations Close Paroles

Where my body eventually reposed



And I woke in an abandoned field

In the middle of a park

And the grass had frozen over

Last night must have been colder than I thought



And so I stood up one foot over the other

Until I could clearly stand

And then I took a good look at the place I'd awoken
But, it was beautiful in some ironic way

You wouldn't understand

The scenery was barren

But, the building had some character in him



So, I said goodbye to the mark I left

In the ground where I had laid

'Cause I'm sure there is importance

In every single rip, tear and grass stain