The Yellow Roses

The yellow roses, the gold wedding band
The marching bouncing tuba, tequila on the sand
Sunlight on my skin, paid off all my debts
The upturned bucket makes a castle tower
I smoke a final cigarette

I remember you, your tone was somewhat preachy
I am far away now, everything is peachy

Weep for my absence if you wish to
Weep for my sake if you insist
I already cried my tears for you
And now I have learnt to resist

The yellow roses, sleeping like a happy child
It has been weeks now since I can remember anything going wrong
All creation smiles upon me, from the fruit fly to the king of spain
I have been down and out before
Well, never again

I remember you, you lived to teach me
I am far away now, your lessons cannot reach me