As our rotting bodies
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Pay back the earth its love
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In a vile fleshy matter
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We'll crumble into dust
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I'll be picked up by the wind
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And blown into strangers eyes
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Defuse into their bodies
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And their tears when they cry
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'Til I have 5000 people carry me
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'Til I have 5000 people carry me
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Oscar and Lucy
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Will buy themselves a coffin
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Oh a single box of wood
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That, together, they will rot in
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And their bodies will decay
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And combine with one another
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Oh a single act of love
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Far greater than any other
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And in death they'll leave just a part of them
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Oh in death they'll leave one part of them
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Oh when I'm minerals in the soil
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I'll diffuse into a tree
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It'll have 5000 brances
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Which will have 5000 leaves
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And I'll be in every one
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Oh and when a leaf blows free
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I will land upon the earth
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And grow another tree
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'Til I have 5000 trees made of me
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'Til there are 5000 trees made of me
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When Darkness surrounds me
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Oh when darkness surrounds me
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Oh when darkness is all I can see
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When Darkness surrounds me
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Oh when darkness surrounds me
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Oh when darkness is all I can see
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When Darkness surrounds me
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Oh when darkness surrounds me
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Oh when darkness is all I can see
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When Darkness surrounds me
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Oh when darkness surrounds me
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Oh when darkness is all I can see
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I will have 5000 bodies
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I will have 5000 trees
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Which will have 5000 branches
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Which will have 5000 leaves
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And I will have 5000 lovers
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And I'll have 5000 bees
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Made of me
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Death By Numbers
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| Noah And The Whale |
