David Carswell - 3000 Flowers lyrics

She was part of an inner circle Daughters of the motherland Like a ship lit up at sea with scars where it's talons used to be Scars where it's talons used to be Scars where it's talons used to be I was a slow learner, I moved in flourishes I was a late bloomer, I moved in flourishes Last man on the scene Fresh face on a dying scene One hundredth of a wet, black bough One hundredth of a wet, black bough One hundredth of a wet, black bough I was Clytemnestra on a good day Dispensing wisdom to the uninitiated The initiates brought out in tumbrils Shed out by the dawn Shed out by the dawn Shed out by the dawn Like a woman, I was kept As the wealthy American underground wept At the sight of Rhode Island sinking into the sea And the sky still reigned supreme over the land As the music lovers sat cross-legged in the sand And in time, and in space and—in other words—in a band Who, much like churchgoers... And the sky still reigned supreme over the land As the music lovers sat cross-legged in the sand And in time, and in space and—in other words—in a band Who, much like churchgoers, f** themselves up