Nothing's In The Flowers

In life, for some things we testify

In our love, for some things we magnify

Your boots are heavy with the undertow

In your hands, your violent piano

See the sun coming through

All the angles of all the wars we won

But we never let it go into the deepest truce of emotions

And on, and on, and on

Lost and found and nothing's in the flowers

Broken truths upon the empty houses

Lost and found and nothing's in the flowers

Broken truths

Your work is wicked with efficiency

For your play, you pirated emergency

See the sun coming through

All the angles of all the wars we won

But we never let it go into the deepest truce of emotions

And on, and on, and on

Lost and found and nothing's in the flowers

Broken truths upon the empty houses

Lost and found and nothing's in the flowers

Broken truths

Try a little!

Won't you take the first step

And give a little!

So that nothing will be left