Laying in the long grass beside your home watch the day pass Your private sky a gull flies by and cuts up the air into pulses Synchronized heartbeat's gone I own the buried one Blades growing through my arteries will you return and harvest me? If you leave me on my own I'm done You came and laid down in a daydream you smelled like cedar and roses Skin cool to the touch Is this real life not me making you up The sky is growing deeper blue a satellite cuts through the view I feel the touch of a ghost Laying in our short past when I lost you and we both drew our last breath