Mary Jane Kelly Wallflowers lyrics

Pray for us sinners now, and at the hour of our birth.
The wallflowers were dust long before the picking. It is time. Bring on in the bleak tied up in weathered sheets, meet me down this one-way street,
I'll dry my brain on windowpanes so I can operate under leafless trees in parks come cemeteries.

Amidst shadows of lover's graves, you wouldn't believe what happened next.
My blind eye fell so hard that night, amidst the steam from gutters.
These bones desire no turn, or dream, or hope for a 'you and me.' I dried my soul so fucking much so i'd never feel this way.

But the tallest trees and the deepest woods of a city where I met you, tried to mask fate in a blooming tree that would burn its own leaves, if it knew disgrace was etcched in hope and painted on the devils face.


Does the universe listen down our one way streets, into hollow rooms that reek of oblivion?
Ort does this broken jaw ignore the flesh and heart torn from brittle bones, and burn dry your bleeding yells down these one way streets?
Everyone knows people like you and me bloom trees in hearts that don't breathe.
They don't fucking breathe!