Flowers from Gabetour by Gabriel Adels

Flowers
Standing in the light
Take me from the field so I can cower
Face down
Thorns in my side
Taste a bit of blood so I’ll live longer tonight

And on the fourth month I’ll no longer feel the bite
The frost is colder for the tragedy of life
I’m the softest in the ground
Sleeping, dreaming
Of white shells
Slick as your sweet skin
Reaching out to friends so I can trust that
You’re not dead
Everything’s alright
I am being cared for by angels tonight


And on the fourth floor I’ll no longer feel the bite
The frost is colder for the tragedy of life
I’m the softest on the ground
Sleeping

• Folk
• clarinet
• rock
• singer-songwriter
• United States