Text: Kimya Dawson. For Boxer.

flying, sailing, dying, same thing

when you get to heaven find all of my friends there
tell them that i miss them and i'll see them when i'm done here

flying, sailing, dying, same thing

and i think about them almost every single night
sometimes i get so sad and scared i sleep with the lights on

flying, sailing, dying, same thing


i hope you no that losing you's the hardest thing on earth for me
i love you so very much my pretty little kitty

flying, sailing, dying, same thing