Grow dying flowers,
kill any hope of a yield,
reinvent doldrums,
and make people disappear.
Rather stay in, stay warm
and full of bitter mouthwash,
chili and bread things,
and without a worldly care.
Surely there are warmer days ahead.
Grow dying flowers,
kill any hope of a yield,
reinvent doldrums,
and make people disappear.
Rather stay in, stay warm
and full of bitter mouthwash,
chili and bread things,
and without a worldly care.
Surely there are warmer days ahead.