Lyrics
You're buried 'neath an Ashford tree
You are buried beneath an Ashford tree
Won't you build your nest inside of me
Desire for an intimate connection, inviting the person to become a part of the singer's life
Though your body's gone, your memory lives with me
Despite physical absence, the memories of the person endure within the singer
Let my blood be the current that your heart, your heart runs free
Wishing to be a driving force for the person, providing support and vitality
When I'm gone, I don't need to remain
Acceptance of departure from life
All that's left of me, just a current in a wire in your brain
Leaving behind a legacy or imprint in the person's mind
When I'm gone, let my ghost run free
Allowing one's essence or spirit to exist freely after death
Let your synapse fire off what's left of me
Encouraging the person's brain to recall memories of the singer
But if you should leave well before me
If the person passes away first, pledging to keep their essence alive within the singer
I will reconstruct you inside of me
A promise to preserve and remember the person after their passing
When I'm gone, let my ghost run free
Reiterating the desire for freedom of one's spirit after death
There's no need at all, at all, for my memory
Expressing that the singer's memory isn't crucial for the person after the singer's passing
When I'm gone, I don't need to remain
Reaffirming the acceptance of departing from life
All that's left of me, just a current in a wire in your brain
Leaving an imprint or influence in the person's mind even after death
When I'm gone, let my ghost run free
Wishing for one's spirit to exist without restrictions post-death
Let your synapse fire off what's left of me
Encouraging the person's brain to recall the singer's remnants
When I'm gone, set my ashes free
Requesting the scattering of the singer's ashes after death
Scatter them over the Ozarks, and some into the sea
Suggesting where the ashes should be scattered, symbolizing release and dispersion
Or bury me 'neath that Ashford tree, let the roots tangle up what's left of me
Desire to intertwine with nature, becoming a part of the environment
When I'm gone, you can hold my memory, but leave me far off
Encouraging the person to hold onto memories but to let the singer go emotionally
There's no need left for me
Acknowledgment that the singer's presence isn't necessary anymore
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