LAVENDER Lyrics

I see you in the garden

Planting sorrel in tyres

And I bitch until the evening

About the cuts on my delicate hands

I see you planting flowers

A bed full of lavender

In the early spring/summer

It's a smell that I never could stand

I see you in the kitchen

You're plating up something

For me and my sisters

All your rings on the windowsill and

I see you cutting flowers

A vase of hydrangea

In the Indian summer

I'd have helped but you never would ask

I'm feeling low

Just tell me it's all in my head

Maybe I'm just too stoned again

I'm feeling low

But maybe I'm just too stoned again