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-