Lyrics Strange Flowers - James Grant

There is a slough where buds grow
In murmering shadows of a neverland
Where lilies and roses in their furbelows
Scream like harlots and harridans

They bloom in the darkness

Strange flowers

The dissolute cry of a nightjar
Over the quiet revolution
All of the bleeding hearts and blazing stars
This day will see a new dawn

They bloom in the darkness

Strange flowers

We are the weeds in your dreams
We are the seeds of your despair
Come the gun of the morning
We disappear into the fetid air

They bloom in the darkness

Strange flowers