Strewn aside like a sorrowful lamb,
The prospect of death shining in my eyes,
But I was pushed from the butcher's blade,
I could not have what he didn't want me to have

I divorced myself from pain,
And fell into your broken arms,
My midnight watcher,
Intruder by my bedpost,
Where've you gone my dear?

Make up your mind,
The children are talking,
My garden's been ransacked,
The flower has been picked,
And I'm wilting in your hand,
Did you change your mind?

And so they say time's spinning away,
Lies on the staircase,
Silent ride home,
Why'd you stammer?
I will make you tell the truth

Coquettish thieves in the secret garden,
They know not what they'll find,
The flower has been picked,
And I'm wilting in your hand,
Did you change your mind?

Publicity,
Anxiety,
Complicity,
To what degree,
Duplicity,
Toxicity,
The screaming tree,
Won't cry for me anymore

And so they say time's spinning away,
Lies on the staircase,
Silent ride home,
Why'd you stammer,
I will make you tell the truth,
Erase me from your memory,
And ban me from your tragic kingdom,
I'll stagger out the burning village,
And I'll follow you,
Just say you care,
And lie to me,
And say you care,
And lie to me,
And say you care,
And lie to me,
Just say you care


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Pollen song meanings
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