album  by:  colors

artist  by:  between  the  buried  and  me

the  headless  lover  of  three

an  unspeakable  affair

the  lady  on  the  hill  creates  a  glorious  departure  from  her  everyday  life.

constant  swelling  of  the  ankles

a  pleasant  cry  for  help

she  began  to  unfold  her  story.

a  grieving  widow  mothered  this  headless  wonder.

a  perfect  crime,  that  soon  lived  on.

a  different  life  it  had  to  develop

gripped  by  every  limb  it  could  hold,  the  lifeless  ideas  it  grew  onto  its  own.

a  much  needed  surrender.

trees  soon  started  to  grow  from  what  seemed  like  a  lifeless  neck

from  a  monster  to  a  beauty  in  quick  months

its  life  seemed  to  be  on  its  way  to  a  rare  freedom.

it  decided  it  should  take  advantage  of  this  idea.

(the  average  traveler  hints  at  this  every  single  day  of  their  lives)

a  mixture  of  plantings  soon  took  course  in  its  body

a  spectacle  nonetheless,

walking  proud  through  life,  letting  its  branches  guide  the  way.

a  path  which  seemed  to  be  covered  in  sunshine

it  must  be  human,  for  its  qualities  seem

to  outdo  even  the  grandest  occupant  of  the  town

this  started  to  catch  the  attention  of  the  unbranched

it  had  never  experienced  an  affection  of  this  kind

a  wonderful  and  frightening  new  obstacle  in  its  life.

years  went  by  as  it  finally  found  true  love

the  love  of  others,  three  to  be  exact.

letting  them  into  every  secret,  feeding  from  every  branch

every  part  used  for  their  lives

(this  went  on  with  no  negative  scents  til  the  5th  year  came  around)

it  noticed  its  walking  seemed  more  staggered  than  normal.

the  breeze  didn't  flow  like  it  used  to

the  heart  seemed  to  pound  slower  and  slower

what  caused  this?

it  seen  was  noticed  that  these  three  had  torn  every  branch,  every  single  stem

torn  to  its  last  life

how  hadn't  it  noticed  a  drastic  change  in  the  surroundings

it  didn't  think  anything  could  go  this  wrong.

"comfort..."

it  thought  life  was  constant  happiness

if  constant  happiness  was  all  that  was  given  out.

comfort,  comfort

(it  left  its  entire  existence  up  to  these  three  lovers)

hints  and  all,  they  did  as  they  pleased

and  now  it's  starting  to  wilt  away.

(they  will  see  this  lost  perfection.  it  will  come  back  around

will  the  newborn  live  to  tell  this  story?  rewind.)