take my photograph

take my photograph my portrait

don't hang it on a wall for me

give it up to my mother

or to my colony of bees

on a ceremony sunday

sitting in cemetery trees

it is all vanity yet i know

there is a little light i still see

oh i am arranged oh i am arranging

oh i am arranging you to be to be changed

i am arranged oh i am arranging

oh i am arranging you to be to be changed

touch my head upon the water

so in light it will now show

lay my hand down on the altar

for inside a sickness grows

i am wasted on the waiting

is it right that i would know?

lay your hand down on me a term

in the garden that you've sown

oh i am arranged oh i am arranging

oh i am arranging you to be to be changed

i am arranged oh i am arranging

oh i am arranging you to be to be changed

to be changed

take me sparrow

don't hang it on the wall for me

i'm laid in narrow

i'm waiting on my colony