In Bloom (feat. Timothy Robert Graham)

When I'm, dead and gone You'll still have our song Every seed we've sewn In Bloom Climbing through A wall of branches Where the sun and moon Fills these orchard trees With second chances Listen to the wild sounds When you walk out to find me Conjuring from the ground The spirits of the ones we loved To help the blind see When I'm, dead and gone You'll still have our song Every seed we've sewn In Bloom Green and blue Doors with no handles Hanging fruit Above a table with candles Listen to the wild sounds The past in our voices Conjuring from the ground The shape of these choices When I'm, dead and gone You'll still have our song Every seed we've sewn In Bloom