WHY? - Light Leaves lyrics

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Each of these old light leaves is dirt
Barely held together by tiny bone hands
That used to be alive
Holding hands - loose gripped
At the déjà vu dream scene
End of a life-long relationship

These light leaves is my hair
On the bathroom floor
My smaller selves down the sewer
Somewhere under Berkeley, Cincinnati
Or on tour airplane rear and hotel lobby
Ladies' rooms beware
Is these light leaves bagged up in
Plastic never to decompose or fertilize

When my balls are finally big enough to do it
I don't want no casket, no saddle
No see-through plastic mask
No casket, no saddle
No see-through plastic mask
And when I finally do it
I wanna do the dirt like the dead leaves do
And if you do leave the earth
When the earth leaves you
Cold and hard as a marble table
Top with nothing on top
There's no hip hip hop hooray
Heaping heaven golden boned gateway
No bright confetti hard step
March ticker tape parade
There's no mound of clouds to lounge on
No mound of clouds to lounge on