Flowers
Lyrics by：Clovin
Composed by：Clovin
The morning paper talks of walls going up
Another leader filling a bitter cup
The headline screams in black and white
Dividing the day from the night
And I sit here with my cooling tea
Feeling the fracture inside of me
Between the us I'm told to see
And the you who's just like me
The algorithm feeds the fear
Amplifies the voice in my ear
That says beware beware beware
Of the stranger on the stair
And my compassion worn so thin
Starts to tremble from within
I feel the great unraveling thread by thread
The gentle words we left unsaid
The common ground that's turned to sand
Slipping through our trembling hands
I see the colors bleach to grey
On another ordinary day
In the quiet of my kitchen I confess
I'm part of this collective mess
I caught my reflection in the subway glass
A hurried face among the mass
I saw a flinch a subtle turn
From a lesson I refuse to learn
To see a threat instead of a need
A different scripture a different creed
And I turned away I played my part
In the slow dismantling of the heart
We build our fortresses of right and wrong
With a self affirming echo chamber song
And the bridge between you and me
Grows a little harder to see
I feel the great unraveling thread by thread
The gentle words we left unsaid
The common ground that's turned to sand
Slipping through our trembling hands
I see the colors bleach to grey
On another ordinary day
In the quiet of my kitchen I confess
I'm part of this collective mess
What's the antidote Is it just a simpler tune
A shared meal beneath a shared moon
A moment where the labels fade
And we're just afraid we're all just afraid
And from that fear could we begin
To re weave the fabric thin end to thin
I FEEL THE GREAT UNRAVELING THREAD BY THREAD
THE GENTLE WORDS WE LEFT UNSAID
THE COMMON GROUND THAT'S TURNED TO SAND
SLIPPING THROUGH OUR TREMBLING HANDS
I SEE THE COLORS BLEACH TO GREY
BUT I DON'T WANT TO LIVE THIS WAY
IN THE QUIET OF MY KITCHEN I CONFESS
I WANT TO START THE RE WEAVING FROM THIS MESS
Re weave re weave
From this mess
