Gladiolus burn like summer months,|Brighten up at once my lonely little life.|Had to notice bold on every front,|You know what I want so tell your little lies.|Tell me that he's waiting on the porch step,|Say I'll see his face again.|I know that he hasn't come back home yet,|Say why don't we just pretend.||Someone tell me why am I surprised,|When will all these fleeting thoughts of him subside.|Making notes on how to stay alive,|When life comes back into focus.||Oh sweet flower mock me with your red,|Make me feel upset instead of empty|What a power lift me from my bed,|Help me read the notes he sent me.|Tell me that he's standing right beside me,|Want to see his face again.|Tell me how he lived a life like lightning,|Loud and gone within an instant.||Someone tell me why am I surprised,|When will all these fleeting thoughts of him subside.|Making notes on how to stay alive,|When life comes back into focus.||I know he's gone away,|And that won't change it's set in stone.|I'm bleeding everyday,|A little less still on my own.||I remember walking in the road,|Promising our final breaths.|That December I was all alone,|Ash is all that I have left.||Someone tell me why am I surprised,|When will all these fleeting thoughts of him subside.|Making notes on how to stay alive,|When my life comes back.|Someone tell me why am I surprised,|When will all these fleeting thoughts of him subside.|Making notes on how to stay alive,|When life comes back into focus.|Gladiolus.