Vultures

Im still a little dusty.. Song-ah-dee.

(Kill me, crucify me.)
Cut my arms, and leave me here to bleed.
Let the black shadows of the sky come down,
Let the vultures pick my bones apart.
There's nothing left here for me.
I don't know how I got here,
(It all came down so fast)
But now i'm dying, I'm leaving,
(And I couldn't be happier)

So now i'm laying in this picture perfect scene.
The barren desert's cracks are soaking up my blood.
(It's spilling everywhere in the holes.)
I didn't even have a chance to scream,
All I heard was my tumble to the ground.
(& My head hitting the floor)

The sun's in love with this place,
it covers the ground in a warm embrace.
Oh, but it can't fight the moon,
It'll chill this place to ice, oh so soon.
I can't wait for it to freeze my blood,
And so, begins the torrents of rain, the rapid flood,
Salty tears mixing with dry dusty dirt, this pouring rain.
Is it even possible to stay sane?
(Was all I did in trivial vain?)

So now i'm laying in this picture perfect scene.
The barren desert's cracks are soaking up my blood.
(It's spilling everywhere in the holes.)
I didn't even have a chance to scream,
All I heard was my tumble to the ground.
(& the blood rushing out my body)

And the stars are glaring angrily at me,
Their striking beauty, breaking my frangible heart.
(They didn't believe I'd do this to myself)
But now i'm finally free.
And it's time for me to depart.
Doctors would be frustraneous now,
(Im too far gone, there's no coming back)
The sky is whispering 'She's dead', they all avow.
It's ineluctable, inevitable, inescapable, and unstoppable.
(Baby, maybe it was fate all along)
It might have been caused by how I was unstable.


So now i'm laying in this picture perfect scene.
The barren desert's cracks are soaking up my blood.
(It's spilling everywhere in the holes.)
I didn't even have a chance to scream,
All I heard was my tumble to the ground.
(& my heart beat fading)

The vultures are caressing me like angel's wings,
Fate is through with me, it's cutting all the strings.
Destiny is done, fortune has failed, and my luck has left.
No one could save me now, not even a specialist that's deft.
My heart is fluttering softly and the vultures are cooing.
My vision is fading and I don't know what their doing.

So now i'm laying in this picture perfect scene.
The barren desert's cracks are soaking up my blood.
(It's spilling everywhere in the holes.)
I didn't even have a chance to scream,
All I heard was my tumble to the ground.
(& all I heard was my death.)

Author's Note

Try and picture it like a barren desert with just one girl lying and vultures swooping..

Reviews

[Ashley Nelson]

I had already pictured it like ab arren desert witho ne girly lying and the vultures swooping before I even read your author's note...that was amazing! I could feel myself wishing I knew what kind of tune it should be set to so I could sing it! Seriously, I would LOVE to sing a song with so much emotion in it. It was absolutely beautiful. I especially love how the ending line of each chorus changed slightly until she died. The imagery was breathetaking, the mood was saddening and yet simultaneously empowering. Chelsea, you have to sing this and send it to me, or something, seriously!