FLOWERBED 

long ago and way back when
the nights were hard to comprehend 
ten bucks from an atm
and you were never seen again 

did you get climb in someone’s car
a dime bag or a candy bar 
travel to a distant star 
reflected in the reservoir 

YOUR MOTHER AND YOUR FATHER
AND THE FRIENDS THAT YOU ONCE HAD
THE VISIONS DANCING DREAMY IN YOUR HEAD
WHAT SKY DO YOU LOOK UPON FROM WHERE YOU LIE?
THE FRAGRANCE FLOATING FROM THE FLOWERBED 
(from the flowerbed)

lonesome strands of dna
a femur and a finger nail
every last remaining trace
lost along the interstate 

YOUR MOTHER AND YOUR FATHER
AND THE FRIENDS THAT YOU ONCE HAD
THE VISIONS DANCING DREAMY IN YOUR HEAD
WHAT SKY DO YOU LOOK UPON FROM WHERE YOU LIE?
THE FRAGRANCE FLOATING FROM THE FLOWERBED 
(from the flowerbed)


written and recorded by Jake Courtois