Weeds or Wildflowers - Parsonsfield
Composed by:Poor Old Shine
Well I came along to find a little peace of mind
Neglecting all my duties
Stepping off that straightened line
Now I just sit by my front door filled
With indolence and sound
It's like I'm watching the weeds grow on my brow
And I had a pure pure potential in a soiled white shirt
With love enough to kill me but was unsure of it's worth
And though the night is sweetened by some rising of the moon
I've lived enough to know the battle's never through
You pass something down no matter where or how
Will there be weeds or wildflowers affixed upon your bows
And there's a crooked burning cigarette rolling on your tongue
Will there be weeds or wildflowers when you're done
Remember you traveled through the desert you traveled to the sea
Looking out on some horizon asking what you mean to me
And we all hang around with a free or toiled mind
While all of our branches entwined
And as I watch the brick erode from day to day
The leaves change their colors and the loft fills with hay
As a blade of sunshine cuts across my chest
The blood beneath boils with unrest
You pass something down no matter where or how
Will there be weeds or wildflowers affixed upon your bows
And there's a crooked burning cigarette rolling on your tongue
Will there be weeds or wildflowers when you're done
La la la la la-ah
La la la la la-ah
La la la la la-ah
La la la la la-ah
Blown about by the wind a worthless little thing
But the world can feel the changes of a butterfly's wing
And so that crooked burning cigarette rolling on your tongue
Will leave it's weeds before
Your flowers yet have sprung
Will there be weeds or wildflowers when you're done