Flowers

My street is indisposed
Our house just got foreclosed
One bag put to the road
Living off that prayer we never spoke

Two years of motel light
Outgrew the tourist eye
Cheap wine warms up the night
Living by the words to never mind

This garden of thoughts
Is all that we've got left
So I'll carry on
With flowers in my head

Flicks through a thousand minds
For one line that's feeling right
Then wait until I'm told
Just start again and let it go

This time I'm running blind
Into that motel light
One day before I'm old
Gonna get that home and paint it gold

This garden of thoughts
Is all that we got left
So I'll carry on
With flowers in my head
With flowers in my-

With flowers in my-

This garden of thoughts
Is all that we've got left
So I'll carry on
With flowers in my head

This garden of thoughts
Is all that we've got left
So I'll carry on
With flowers in my head

With flowers in my-
With flowers in my-