(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
(Chorus)

Belongings, abandoned
Desire for breakdown
And flowers, they bloom
Where the dead lay

(Verse Three)

Life support
Is now off
You've moved to
A different plane
Who's next we'd ask
No answer would come
Life is sporadic
Death is systematic

(Chorus)

Belongings, abandoned
Desire for breakdown
And flowers, they bloom
Where the dead lay

(Verse Four)
As the flowers grow
Where you lay
You decompose
And wither away
And it's all okay
Death brings life
Seeds, they drop
To spout more life

(Breakdown)

Trees they struggle
Dropping leaves
As your signal
Dropped infrequently
Lost in transition
Your plane fell
Crashing to form
Into flowers

Trees they struggle
Dropping leaves
As your signal
Dropped infrequently
Lost in transition
Your plane fell
Crashing to form
Into flowers
Trees they struggle
Dropping leaves
As your signal
Dropped infrequently
Lost in transition
Your plane fell
Crashing to form
Into flowers