Hudební video
Hudební video
Kredity
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mark Kozelek
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kath Bloom
Composer
Texty
There's 10,000 people
Living in this town
No one ever thinks about
A house that once burned down
Back in 1945
When the wind blew so cold
They were children
Now they're old
At a county picnic
She gave him her smile
He put his hands behind his back
He was quiet for a while
Oh, no one thought, look at her
As she walked on down the road
He was a boy
Now he's old
Pretty little flowers, pretty little flowers
Growing around the rain
No one ever noticed them
Except the ones who come to sing
Oh, the grass comes growing up
And strangling her name
Pretty little flowers
Who's to stay?
There's a woman in this town
Who knew them both quite well
She asserted repeatedly
That there's nothing left to tell
Oh, the dark is coming on
And she has no sleep
She puts her head in her hands
And she weeps
She weeps
She weeps
She weeps
She weeps
She weeps
She weeps
She weeps
She weeps
Written by: Kath Bloom
