Letra de In The Arms Of Flowers

I had a pen she said But it's broke, it's bereft Without its hand I don't understand I don't understand Chorus I'm giving in to the deluge of age Shit off a shovel and shit by the spade Where does the colour go When the flowers grow old? In my darkest hour I lie down in the arms of these flowers But the grass is so soft like hair In our crumpled skirts we sit there Wet and licking the quivering air The voluptuous air Chorus I'm giving in to the deluge of age Shit off a shovel and shit by the spade Where does the colour go When the flowers grow old? In my darkest hour I lie down in the arms of these flowers Herein pornography Two tear inevitably A butterfly so delicately On her wet lips slips And she sucks it in And she sucks it in Chorus I'm giving in to the deluge of age Shit off a shovel and shit by the spade Where does the colour go When the flowers grow old? In my darkest hour I lie down in the arms of these flowers