Birds N Stones

Broke my back in a canefield
This May can't catch a break
Trains are cold, grown horses
What if they ever made mistakes?
I picked some lovers for my flowers
How many hits, sir, does it take?
Hilltops and a mountain
How many stones until they break?

Upside down, cataclysmic frown
All around
Upside down, cataclysmic frown
All around

There's birds and spurs and stones and bones
And we ride til the wheels are gone
I put my hope into a jar
And now I race the sun
I tied some strings around my fingers
Like I'm the only one
My friend, he says that the trees they say
"We trees are forgotten"

Upside down, cataclysmic frown
All around
Upside down, cataclysmic frown
All around

Upside down, cataclysmic frown
All around
Upside down, cataclysmic frown
All around



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Writer(s): Beautiful Flowers
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