Colour in the Clouds - 27 Flowers lyrics

What's left but antipathy? Because hate is hard to bear I'll hide it in nuances because love is best kept unsaid I just hope you know that I held on Through every lie that you couldn't hide I was there for you like I swore But, when I left, I pa**ed a funeral mute Standing at the door I've been alone In these circles In these cycles You've built this grave And I will bury you inside Built atop my bones Your love, your lust, your hope My skin will keep you warm As you dance upon my scorn You'll leave me behind; A ghost of intimate lies A structure torn apart to create something better I'm caught choking on the letters that you left me Tears falling down my face in the rain As the garden begins to grow flowers from my pain I bring them inside a room that feels like home and begin to frame Each flower more detailed then the last And the feeling of my fingertips across the gla** I climb on my bed, I feel the hardwood under my feet As I begin to hang flowers all over the room I hear you singing softly in the back of my head "For in d**h I am caressing you." I feel empty and alone at this homemade funeral But all the frames and flowers were just faded pictures of you As I lay down in a bed for one And turn into a ghost in front of everyone I love Our bodies belong in this garden we made Waiting for the rain to wash away the words we spoke While our love, our lust, our hope Lies buried But will not grow