when we are done

when the smoke and dust clears

and we are all dead

as i lay in my grave

i will be content.

knowing that i never knew love

and affection never knew me

flowers will bloom around me

and bees will follow my spirit

wherever she may go

but i've never been kissed by care on the lips 

only on the cheek, to keep things safe

to go with their flow

though i did the opposite by dancing with doubt

and now that we are done

i realize that it is all my fault

and i could die a thousand times

before love holds my hand

and affection will always twist my wrists

and care will always greet me with fists

because we are done

the smoke and dust has disappeared

and we are all dying