Lyrics
take my photograph my portrait
don't hang it on a wall for me
give it up to my mother
or to my colony of bees
on a ceremony sunday
sitting in cemetery trees
it is all vanity yet i know
there is a little light i still see
oh i am arranged oh i am arranging
oh i am arranging you to be to be changed
i am arranged oh i am arranging
oh i am arranging you to be to be changed
touch my head upon the water
so in light it will now show
lay my hand down on the altar
for inside a sickness grows
i am wasted on the waiting
is it right that i would know?
lay your hand down on me a term
in the garden that you've sown
oh i am arranged oh i am arranging
oh i am arranging you to be to be changed
i am arranged oh i am arranging
oh i am arranging you to be to be changed
to be changed
take me sparrow
don't hang it on the wall for me
i'm laid in narrow
i'm waiting on my colony
