Paroles
The day you left your mother's arms
And fell to earth and cut to the bone
With the greatest of ease
You should have warned me
I'd be hanging from your hooks
Like uncooked peas
You can bury me alive
And jump on my head
But you're a real wildflower chained to my bed
I'm red-beet diseased
And I'm drunk on despair
There's no time to seize a caress
From one so fair
It's not my concern to lose sleep over you
Or build myself a jail
Nothing's changed with you
You take up the wine
Down by the cemetery
You buried me
This was a heavenly day
You say all is fine
And you're keeping well
But to me you'll always be
A wildflower in hell
You can say all is fine
You can tell me
You can try and bite your eyes
And tell me it's a new spring
From your grave
