[Verse One]
No more fussing
The time is coming
Your memories
Will flow away
Nothing will stay
And that's okay
It's time to move
To the next plane
[Chorus]
Belongings, abandoned
Desire for breakdown
And flowers, they bloom
Where the dead lay
[Verse Two]
Your idea
It's decaying
And your status
Is slowly waning
Watching the color
Slowly wash away
You're withering
At a constant rate
No more fussing
The time is coming
Your memories
Will flow away
Nothing will stay
And that's okay
It's time to move
To the next plane
[Chorus]
Belongings, abandoned
Desire for breakdown
And flowers, they bloom
Where the dead lay
[Verse Two]
Your idea
It's decaying
And your status
Is slowly waning
Watching the color
Slowly wash away
You're withering
At a constant rate
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