The King of Carrot Flowers, Pt. 1

When you were young, you were the King of carrot flowers And how you built a tower tumbling through the trees In holy rattlesnakes that fell all around your feet And your mum would stick a fork right into daddy's shoulder And dad would throw the garbage all across the floor As we would lay and learn what each other's bodies were for And this is the room, one afternoon I knew I could love you And from above you, how I sank into your soul Into that secret place where no one dares to go And your mom would drink until she was no longer speaking And dad would dream of all the different ways to die Each one a little more than he could dare to try