In my dream, I was a wasp inside your attic
I'd always leave but then I'd come back out of habit
To stay in place, and buzz around the drywall
To see your face - I just wanted to feel small

Could you hear me chewing out the insulation?
Always trying to find some cohabitation
To build a home and greet you every morning
I felt alone, I woke up with no warning

I remember when the wasps died that November
The air got cold and they decided to surrender
And one by one, they fell onto the carpet
I swept thеm up and I though nothing of it

Is this pattern always churning in the background?
We start to fly and thеn we freeze and then we fall down?
You fell so hard, I never saw it coming
The wasps are gone but I still hear their buzzing

Every spring they hatch a brand new generation
Your roses smile with the gift fo pollination
They bloom for you, I wish that you could see them
The world renews with every passing season

I'll spread your ashes on the beach in late September
Your bones will scatter on a landscape you'd remember
And join the sand, and something new will grow there
You'll leave my hands, you'll be everywhere and nowhere