Copper Flowers - Album Mix
It's okay, I spilled a bottle of ink
A bottle of ink
A bottle of ink
It's okay, I spilled a bottle of ink
And it went all over the table
So I went downstairs to the studio sink
The studio sink
The studio sink
I went downstairs to the studio sink
And got a rag to clean what I'm able
Now my hands are blue
My heart is too
Try to salvage what you can of your metal
Hold it all down with a rivet or two
Going forward just try to be gentle
Try to be gentle
Try to be gentle
Going forward just try to be gentle
You won't get it all but you may keep a few
Keep a few of the copper flowers
Copper flowers
Copper flowers
Keep a few of the copper flowers
Dug from the land and sold out in plain view
All the things we need
The fools we breed
Floating out away across the open sea
Heavy metals on the water sinking beneath
It's so strange that we barely produce
We barely produce
We barely produce
It's so strange that we barely produce
In this lush and talented nation
All the tools we need
The flowers and the weeds
Floating out away across the open sea
Copper Flowers in the distance, sinking beneath
Copper Flowers on the water, lost in the weeds
A bottle of ink
A bottle of ink
It's okay, I spilled a bottle of ink
And it went all over the table
So I went downstairs to the studio sink
The studio sink
The studio sink
I went downstairs to the studio sink
And got a rag to clean what I'm able
Now my hands are blue
My heart is too
Try to salvage what you can of your metal
Hold it all down with a rivet or two
Going forward just try to be gentle
Try to be gentle
Try to be gentle
Going forward just try to be gentle
You won't get it all but you may keep a few
Keep a few of the copper flowers
Copper flowers
Copper flowers
Keep a few of the copper flowers
Dug from the land and sold out in plain view
All the things we need
The fools we breed
Floating out away across the open sea
Heavy metals on the water sinking beneath
It's so strange that we barely produce
We barely produce
We barely produce
It's so strange that we barely produce
In this lush and talented nation
All the tools we need
The flowers and the weeds
Floating out away across the open sea
Copper Flowers in the distance, sinking beneath
Copper Flowers on the water, lost in the weeds
Credits
Writer(s): Judith Sprague
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