Language of Flowers

Album cover art for "Language of Flowers" by Pale Saints

Pale Saints - Rock, Independent

Language of Flowers

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Lyrics

Sepia snapshots Narrating my previous lives And a mountain of other lies Numbers and letters Surfacing from a sea of Treacle blackened stone And carrying me back home I hear the language of flowers And now I don't hear anything else Voices from nowhere seducing me To all the lyrics of the world My balance has been disturbed Time stumbles drunkenly While lives are frozen Until they're born again Ripening in the sun I hear the language of flowers And now I don't hear anything else I wasn't cut out for this But my heart was I wasn't cut out for this

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  • Pale Saints