Trash Bag

Trash bag full of roses on the sidewalk by the street
Love lies decomposing with the flowers at her feet
Alley cat she cries picking through the bones
Trash bag full of roses, her heart has turned to stone

Don't worry I'd be eating if I had an appetite
I've never seen the sun shine this black except for night
One more second chance but she's heard that before
Don't worry I'd be breathing if she'd given me one more

My hands are on fire, they have drawn out all her water
And now her well is dry as a bone
Every treasure that I had is
On the autumn floor in ashes
Lord, lift me from this valley here below of broken souls

Letters in the deep of the drawer read of love blind
Watercolor words as my tears stain each line
She was mine to hold forever for all time
Letters in the drawer now burn the fire bright