*credit to watermark*
The story behind this piece is amazing to me. I met Amanda Palmer in April after a performance. I told her I was a tattoo artist and if she ever wanted to get a tattoo it would be my honor because I admire her so much. After photos and what not I was walking away when she called me back. The young lady who met her after me had driven down from upstate NY and wanted to get a tattoo of some lyrics Amanda had written on her arm. I gave the young lady my card. She met me at the shop the next day and I tattooed what Amanda had written on her after the concert. It was an awesome moment for this young lady and myself and a memory I will cherish always.
When your candle burns out I will resurrect you
She runs through fields of daisies
Yeah it’s just a shame that they eat their own babies
Who cares cause the air is free
When you get there will you kiss the dead for me?