My Dead Wife

Lyrics

I could see your figure It was near, but so far away And it slid into the ocean Now in a golden state You can place your right hand Upon my sleeping head And we can twist like two vines But I wish I were dead Didion wrote me Stories about the waves She set fire to the ocean Let the city burn for days You can place your right hand Upon my sleeping head And we can twist like two vines But I wish I were dead If we had a quarrel And you fell from a great height I'd carry your big bones And you'd be my dead wifе You can place your right hand Upon my sleeping head And we can twist likе two vines But I wish I were dead