And I will run towards the sun And I will jump inside and hide As the wind blows west the moon hides As your body’s burning in a barrel I can’t help to wonder To think you should be ashes by now There are times that I’d smile There are times that I’d cry But none of that was for you But none of that was for you I wish you had cancer So I can watch you rot from the inside I wish I was that cancer There are times that I’d smile There are times that I’d cry But none of that was for you But none of that was for you Fingernails dig in the flesh I remember the lucid embrace Fingernails dig in the flesh I remember the lucid embrace Behind the steeple Runs a river Where they found you Sixteen years today Face up not down Mouth wide open Full of the leaves Not the pretty ones Not the pretty one As your body’s burning in a barrel I can’t help to wonder To think you should be ashes by now As the wind blows west I will run and jump inside and hide And I will run towards the sun And I will jump inside and hide As the wind blows west the moon hides As your body’s burning in a barrel I can’t help to wonder To think you should be ashes by now There are times that I’d smile There are times that I’d cry But none of that was for you But none of that was for you