Mark Kozelek、Kath Bloom - Pretty Little Flowers
There's ten thousand people
They're Living in this town
No one ever thinks about
Hows that one sperm died
Back in 1945
When the wind blew so cold
They were children out in the road
At a country picnic
She gave him her supper
He put his hands behind his back
He was crying for a while
Oh no one saw
Look at her
And she walked on down the road
He was a boy
Now he is old
Ohh ohh ohh
Pretty little flowers
Pretty little flowers
Growing 'round the green
No one ever notices
Except ones who come to say
All they grass from growin' on
And straight believe grenade
Pretty little flowers ooh
There's a woman in this town
Who knew them both quite well
She just said repeatedly
That there's nothing left to tell
Ohh and it all is coming up
And she has no sleep
She puts her hand in her back
And she weep
She weep
She weep
She weep
She weep
She weep
She weep
She weep
Oho