My friend Mary and I got stoned in a cemetery and fantasized about tripping and painting it. So long ago...
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Mary came and sat with me
By the cemetery tree
We had a cup of memories
Of days and things that used to be
Now we let go of the sun
And everyone is not around
Paint the cemetery black and gold
But green is sound
Anyone can be a b***
If that's the way they wish to go
You can't help the situation
Once it's spun out of control
I pressed the wires
'Til they loved me back in time
And now we're f*** ed up by the tree
And the cemetery shines
Shine
Mary'd rather make believe than have to see
And I would too
But I'm a fool
So make believe I wanna see
Mary in the sky
Buried in my mind
