THE BEEHIVE

 

I want a beehive for my tombstone

No formaldehyde for me

Just sprinkle seeds of clover

I’ll be breakfast for the bee.

For I’ve lived my life in cycles

And this is just one more

I’ll be waiting for the morning to arrive.

And the bee will take me round the bend

And then she will return

Collecting her nectar for the hive

I want a beehive for my tombstone

No formaldehyde for me

Just sprinkle seeds of clover

I’ll be breakfast for the bee.

Now only cry a little

And only for the beauty

For the clover will make seeds of her own.

And the bee will keep the cycle

And the sun will rise again

And someone may remember my song

I want a beehive for my tombstone

No formaldehyde for me

Just sprinkle seeds of clover

I’ll be breakfast for the bee.

For I’ve lived my life in cycles

And this is just one more

I’ll be waiting for the morning to arrive.

And the bee will take me round the bend

And then she will return

Sipping sweet honey from the hive

I want a beehive for my tombstone

No formaldehyde for me

Just sprinkle seeds of clover

I’ll be breakfast for the bee.

I want a beehive for my tombstone

No formaldehyde for me

Just sprinkle seeds of clover

I’ll be breakfast for the bee.