Water The Flowers

You're out in the garden
Smoking storytellers, take your shirt off
Drinking sun through your skin
I see it peeling, but you like the feeling
Of affection straight from the sun
Kissing your arms and your back and your lungs
Closing your eyes, hands on your hips
"Water the flowers," you said off your lips

Water the flowers
For hours and hours

You're leaving the papers to bathe on the grass
Watering cans are collecting your ashes
And you light your matches to watch them burn down
Like you're burning down
It makes you feel normal, it makes you feel better
To search for your bad habits out in the weather
Rolling your body, loaded up with hurt
Working your problems out into the dirt

Water the flowers
For hours and hours

You're out in the garden
Smoking storytellers, take your—
You're out in the garden
Smoking storytellers, take your—
You're out in the garden
Smoking storytellers, take your—
You're out in the garden
Smoking storytellers, take your—
You're out in the garden
Smoking storytellers, take your—
You're out in the garden
Smoking storytellers, take your—