i spent three long days by the flower cart. three days waiting for you. it was a spring day and it started to rain and your scent drifted over to me. i follow down to a corridor, a pedestrian walk through the stone. after thirteen stairs i started to hear your footsteps coming to me. i spent three long days by the flower cart. three days waiting for you. it was a cool day and it started to rain and your scent drifted quickly from me. i follow down to a church. wedding bells beat with bones. my head went back hit the street with a crack and your black wings folded in me.