The Lilies

Another year beneath the grindstone

Inside the mill

Another month incapable

To pay the bills

Have you yet brought up?

Have you yet brought up your bag of grist to the miller?

"Won't you lay down the plowshare?"

Spoke the soil to the tiller

There she goes, watching the lilies

There she goes, watching the birds

All those people that would call her silly

They have not ever considered the earth

Little Johnny Turner, he found himself a rat king

Shaking his kaleidoscope down by the pond

Swears it happened just the other week

Mister Turner shot a man to death

Now scarlet's in season

And all the ladies are dressing up in it (and yet)

There she goes, watching the lilies

There she goes, watching the birds

All those people that would call her silly

They have not ever considered the earth

Now that the ground beneath our feet has grown so cold

Black powder laced with red and gold

I just wanna hold you, babe

I just wanna hold you

But There You go, watching the lilies

There you go, watching the birds, grown without no toil

And All those people that would call you silly

They have not ever considered the earth

Watching the lilies