On My Honor - Rafters Lyrics
Sometimes I think I died in the rafters that nightShocked to death, barely 25Limp limbs, heart electrifiedOne burnt arm, an open casket for these friends of mineMake me ashes in your back yardPortions on the mantleWhat if I get to HeavenTo a sign that reads, “No, your kind’s not welcome”Neither were your questionsGood try, but you’ve heard how we feel here about intentionsPlease get rid of the messFor the sake of my parentsWe know they’ll blame themselvesThey shouldn’t have to see thisRemains of effortsThe best intentions of their only sonTake my things, place them on shelvesAs small reminders for everyone elseHe stood so tall, but then he fellBoxes full of ideas that I once heldMake me ashes in your back yardPortions on the mantleI triedWhen I’m gone will you carry out my intentionsWhat if I get to HeavenTo a sign that reads, “No, your kind’s not welcome”Neither were your questionsGood try, but you’ve heard how we feel here about intentions
