I came along to find a little peace of mind neglectin' all my duties, steppin' off that straightened line now I just sit by my front door filled with indolence and sound it's like I'm watchin' the weeds grow on my brow and I had a pure potential in a soiled white shirt with love enough to kill me, but was unsure of its worth and though the night is sweetened by some rising of the moon I've lived enough to know the battle's never through you pass something down, no matter where or how will there be weeds or wildflowers affixed upon your bows there's a crooked burning cigarette rollin' on your tongue will there be weeds or wildflowers when you're done remember you traveled through the desert, you traveled to the sea lookin' out on some horizon, asking what you mean to me and we all hang around with a free or toiled mind while all of our branches entwine and as I watch the brick erode from day to day the leaves change their colors and the loft fills with hay as a blade of sunshine cuts across my chest the blood beneath boils with unrest you pass something down, no matter where or how will there be weeds or wildflowers affixed upon your bows there's a crooked burning cigarette rollin' on your tongue will there be weeds or wildflowers when you're done blown about by the wind, a worthless little thing but the world can feel the changes of a butterfly's wing and so that crooked burning cigarette rollin' on your tongue will leave its weeds before your flowers yet have sprung will there be weeds or wildflowers when you're doneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
