Bury Me In a Wooden Box and Be Glad For Me

I am going to ease into this exceptionally naturally
question every beautiful person that I ever meet
I will say to them,
I will say to you,

"Do you know? Have you ever felt like me?"

They will nod and they will agree
or otherwise act like they do not hear me

But in my wooden box I will be glad for me
because we are all dying to be
as happy as that girl they met in the bakery

I met her once too
She was singing to you
She was singing to me
She was completely sincere when she invited you to be we