Flowers Lyrics

She's turning fifty seven, but she says she's thirty nine

She planted plastic flowers in the yard while he got high

He asked her, "Why not real ones?"

She said, "That takes more time."

He laughed out loud and added, "And fake flowers never die."

"It's time to grow up son."

You said it every single day

Since I was old enough

To leave the front door open

Grandma got away

We found her walking home from picking flowers from the grave

We were born as children and we'll die the same way

I'm sorry

I know I don't stop by enough

I'm not ungrateful for what you've done

Or what you do

But being around is kinda tough

Seems like the closer that I come

Your shadow just gets longer

And we can work ourselves to death

But that won't make us any stronger

Doing everything, everything I can to beg your pardon

Doing everything, everything I can to mend this garden