Cultdreams Flowers On Their Graves Lyrics

I feel a sense of disconnect
I'm disconnected from the loss
I put flowers on their graves
But I never managed to put them on yours
It brought me to tears in mid-July
When I walked past all the stones outside
When I saw where they all were buried
And I wondered which plot was mine

I was in the kitchen, sat with Adam
We crawled out when no one was looking
Out through the hall into the next room
Behind the sofas, next to the wall
But there was something that we were missing
The blurry faces they were all mourning
When I was three I didn't understand
That you had gone and you weren't coming back

I feel a sense of disconnect
I'm disconnected from the loss
I put flowers on their graves
But I never managed to put them on yours
It brought me to tears in mid-July
When I walked past all the stones outside
When I saw where they all were buried
And I wondered which plot was mine

He was in the car when you found him
He had lost his life in the driveway
You kept his shirt but not much else
They were just possessions and it never made sense
In every video of every birthday
For the three years that he had me
In the background looking at me
Somewhere now looking at me

I feel a sense of disconnect
I'm disconnected from the loss
I put flowers on their graves
But I never managed to put them on yours
It brought me to tears in mid-July
When I walked past all the stones outside
When I saw where they all were buried
And I wondered which plot was mine

I was by myself when they buried Ronnie
At the back of the cemetery
I shoveled dirt onto his coffin
The same dirt that they buried you in

I feel a sense of disconnect
I'm disconnected from the loss
I put flowers on their graves
But I never managed to put them on yours
It brought me to tears in mid-July
When I walked past all the stones outside
When I saw where they all were buried
And I wondered which plot was mine