YOUNG FLOWERS (E A D G B E, capo 4)
Once we’re done. Once we know. In the shade. In the glow.
Watch the sun melt away. It’s supposed to get hot today. Last night the moon was full and I didn’t sleep.
We’ll be here. Well do what we can with what we’ve found. In the air. In the ground. I mean here. I mean now.
Like young flowers in old dirt. Same story, same hurt. Young flowers in old dirt.
Once we’re dry. Once we’re warm. Let it flood. Let it storm.
Watch my face melt away. It’s all I’ve got left. Last weekend the moon was full and I still haven’t slept.
We’ll be here. Well do what we can with what we’ve found. In the air. In the ground. I mean here. I mean now.
Like young flowers in old dirt. Same story, same hurt. Young flowers in old dirt.
We’ll be here. We’ll do what we can with what we’ve found.
We’ll be here. We’ll do what we can with what we’ve found.
We’ll be here. We’ll be here.
Like young flowers in old dirt. Young flowers in old dirt. Young flowers in old dirt. Young flowers in old dirt.
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