Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Flowers Where Your Face Should Be, artist - The Wonder Years. Album song Sister Cities, in the genre Панк
Date of issue: 05.04.2018
Record label: Hopeless
Song language: English
Flowers Where Your Face Should Be |
Bright blue hydrangeas |
Lost in the weeds |
Bus stops and barbed wire on the way to stare |
At the heart of the earth from the Poas peak |
Just like the ones that we grew back in Jersey |
Hung upside down, drying out for the wedding |
There’s a man with his head in his hands on the sidewalk |
His wife’s there behind him just off of the street |
She scratches his back as he sobs on the asphalt |
And what strikes me most is the symmetry |
How they’re framed just like you and me |
When the light from the hospital’s eastern wing |
Tangles up in your hair and the sadness that pooled in my heart |
Starts emptying slowly |
Well I saw you last night in my dream |
And there were hydrangeas where your face should be |
The redwoods feel lonely and lunar and distant |
The sun comes in fragments through breaks in the trees |
And I feel further from home than I’ve ever been |
These thin lines of light across space tether you to me |
They pull in my memories, back to our apartment on 2nd Street |
Through the South-facing window the light catches lengths of your hair |
Like a path that you left me |
Well I saw you last night in my dream |
But there were azaleas where your face should be |
Pieces of us in the morning sun |
Sleeping bags under the 101 |
She takes off his glasses as he falls asleep again |
They don’t got much but goddamn they got love |
Well I saw you last night in my dream |
I’m gonna marry you underneath driftwood from Crescent City |