In my dream, I was a wasp inside your attic
I'd always leave but then I'd come back out of habit
To stay in place, and buzz around the drywall
To see your face - I just wanted to feel small
Could you hear me chewing out the insulation?
Always trying to find some cohabitation
To build a home and greet you every morning
I felt alone, I woke up with no warning
I remember when the wasps died that November
The air got cold and they decided to surrender
And one by one, they fell onto the carpet
I swept thеm up and I though nothing of it
Is this pattern always churning in the background?
We start to fly and thеn we freeze and then we fall down?
You fell so hard, I never saw it coming
The wasps are gone but I still hear their buzzing
Every spring they hatch a brand new generation
Your roses smile with the gift fo pollination
They bloom for you, I wish that you could see them
The world renews with every passing season
I'll spread your ashes on the beach in late September
Your bones will scatter on a landscape you'd remember
And join the sand, and something new will grow there
You'll leave my hands, you'll be everywhere and nowhere
I'd always leave but then I'd come back out of habit
To stay in place, and buzz around the drywall
To see your face - I just wanted to feel small
Could you hear me chewing out the insulation?
Always trying to find some cohabitation
To build a home and greet you every morning
I felt alone, I woke up with no warning
I remember when the wasps died that November
The air got cold and they decided to surrender
And one by one, they fell onto the carpet
I swept thеm up and I though nothing of it
Is this pattern always churning in the background?
We start to fly and thеn we freeze and then we fall down?
You fell so hard, I never saw it coming
The wasps are gone but I still hear their buzzing
Every spring they hatch a brand new generation
Your roses smile with the gift fo pollination
They bloom for you, I wish that you could see them
The world renews with every passing season
I'll spread your ashes on the beach in late September
Your bones will scatter on a landscape you'd remember
And join the sand, and something new will grow there
You'll leave my hands, you'll be everywhere and nowhere
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