Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Coming Up Roses , by - Elliott Smith. Song from the album Elliott Smith, in the genre Иностранный рокRelease date: 09.07.1995
Record label: Universal Music
Song language: English
Coming Up Roses |
| I’m a junkyard full of false starts |
| And I don’t need your permission |
| To bury my love under this bare light bulb |
| The moon is a sickle cell |
| It’ll kill you in time |
| Your cold white brother riding your blood |
| Like spun glass in sore eyes |
| While the moon does its division |
| You’re buried below |
| And you’re coming up roses everywhere you go |
| Red roses follow |
| The things that you tell yourself |
| They’ll kill you in time |
| Your cold white brother alive in your blood |
| Spinning in the night sky |
| While the moon does its division |
| You’re buried below |
| And you’re coming up roses everywhere you go |
| Red roses |
| So you got in a kind of trouble that nobody knows |
| It’s coming up roses everywhere you go |
| Red roses |