Under the Graveyard

Under the graveyard

Must be the most hard sout 

On a shoelace tied up in knots

Feathers and pearls and sequins

With notes of forget me not

Roses and chrysanthemums

Candles and incense burning

Smoke fills the underground

Water and sap and insects

As the ground gave way 

Beneath my feet

And the earth took me in her arms

I'm under the graveyard

And all I smell is decay