I'm just a painted flower on silk brocade
Left in the sun, 
I will slowly fade
Fade to nothing like 
I'd never been made
Like I'd never been made
I'm just a painted flower, a frozen bloom
Left alone in some forgotten room
A fly in amber, 
I pose in my tomb
I pose in my tomb
I'm only drops of paint in a silver frame
Without an aim and without a name
Gathering dust every day just the same
Every day just the same