These are the flowers that you hate These are the colors for your mother's sake All of this climbs the walls where poets go to die These are the petals you despise
These are the letters that you fear All of the vowels that you strained through walls to hear These are the syllables I swallowed when I lied These are the words to make you cry
These are the sorrows that you've saved All possibilities you scramble to off-stave And when you wake to breath and you clamor for the light This is the dark that slept beside
These are the flowers that you hate These are the colors for your mother's sake All of this climbs the walls where poets go to die This is the easiest goodbye This is the easiest goodbye This is the easiest goodbyeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
