Oct 2019
Once I spoke the language of the flowers,
They're looking a little bit dull.
Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
For we have some flax-golden tales to spin.
Have all been complaining they're tarnished and worn,
How did it go?
How did it go?
They're looking a little bit dull.
Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
For we have some flax-golden tales to spin.
Have all been complaining they're tarnished and worn,
How did it go?
How did it go?
Inspired and a Remix of "Somebody Has To," "Where The Sidewalk Ends," "Forgotten Language," and "Invitation" by Shel Silverstein
