Bloom

And when I die
I shall know all of you
In colour and in sound
Walls, they will climb down
And desolation shall be the tear
That follows the lonliest star
For once I will bloom

And when you die
You shall realise the material
Hunters and masters
You shall be the humble
Beggars of light
Carriers of burden
Guiltful and sorry
For once you will bloom

And when all things die
Shall we calculate our profit
Through ash filled skies, from fire
Shall we build new plagues
From the bones of our dead
Ask us half way stranger
Maybe just for one day
They'll say Let us bloom