Ben Christophers

Flowers Drink Upon The Ground

Ben Christophers


Flowers drink upon the ground 
In the story of nature 
Queer as folk they think there's gold 
In those rugged streams 
But it's been dry for years 

And they sway like empty clothes 
In soulless avenues 
And they wind on like the roads 
Until the rains became their eyes 

The boy who belonged to no one else but himself 
And those darling beasts became your friend 
So bless the girl who took me away 
It's those diamond eyes 
It's all I could take 

She smokes a smile like nothing I've seen 
Makes the wind wind over all the dark days 
Blow down the secret ship of despair 
For all to find a place to believe in 
Everyone's missing someone 
Everyone's missing something 

And still I don't know why a bee stings and dies 
And yet it's wasps I hate 
Why does money matter so 
And people look for ufo's 

The books are dying from disbelief 
They are the poses at the road side 
Love is sabotage you tasted blood 
You had it coming for years 
And years 

And you sway like empty clothes 
In soulless avenues 
And it winds on like the roads 
Until the rains become their eyes 
For all of time 

Lord I've been foolish forgive me 
Lord I fucked up forgive me 
Forgive me 
Lord I've been foolish forgive me

Good Day For The Hopeless

Let me find it in my head 
Me i'm hazey hesitatin instead 

I only find sense in the wilderness 
Dialing zeros to operate my mind 
I only find sense in the chaos 
Dialing out to get away from here 

What a good day for the hopeless 
So i'm lazy yes i'm down 
What a great day what a good day 
There's no one else around 

The highway drones like belly aches 
All these road bend 
Deviate 

I only find sense in the wilderness 
Dialing zeros to operate my mind