Second Person - Earth lyrics

And so the clock strikes twelve as we find ourselves In a sphere of a clearing in a navy light There are no stars, just the bars of a cars headlights On the leaves in the dead of the night Silhouette suits step out of the shadows Into the arena where the cameras roll See their shoulders strain below the weight of the spades Stereo plays for a funeral They say the moon is nearly full They see their eyes are nearly dry They know how wonderful, how wonderful it is To be alive tonight I leave myself to the earth To the air To the ashes Its my time Its my design Its my turn And I know I won't be loved Won't be saved Won't be noticed Until I learn to love I hate to learn To my best beloved I do bequeath All the anguish and the irony And all the things we never meant And those we set out to prevent I leave the twisted bittersends Send soulem grace of concequence The hand he let lent ungratefully I don't intent to take away the mean He had a solid alabi You know I never saw him cry? I leave myself to the earth To the air To the ashes Its my time Its my design Its my turn And I know I won't be loved Won't be saved Won't be noticed Until I learn to love I hate to learn And the clock strikes one And my time is done and I know he won't miss me when I'm gone. I just raise a toast to my sweet trevouse` and feel glad that the chapter's closed This is my early grave Where I wait for the light to let me in Here it comes around again And I say Let the light shows and the sounds Of the orchestra begin My eternal requiem For an early grave