Rags Of Flowers-John & Mary

[ti:Rags Of Flowers] [ar:John & Mary] [al:Victory Gardens] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Rags Of Flowers - John & Mary [00:32.77]City streets with noises abound [00:34.84] [00:35.41]Telephone wires sparkle with sound [00:37.49] [00:38.48]All believe impeachably [00:40.59]A world without end amen amen [00:43.13]And the grass [00:44.55]Grew yellow and brown [00:45.97]And the sky [00:47.24]Wasn't blue [00:48.57]And at first [00:49.88]When our radios worked [00:51.38]We wouldn't believe it was true [00:53.44] [00:54.60]Boy with friend a walkin' the land [00:56.76]Woman in fields a plowin' the earth [00:58.87] [00:59.87]Goods a plenty in front of the store [01:02.25]Life was in love with the mushroom cap war [01:04.74]And the grass [01:05.40] [01:05.92]Grew yellow and brown [01:07.26]And the sky wasn't blue [01:09.25] [01:09.89]And at first [01:10.44] [01:11.17]When our radios worked [01:12.21] [01:12.78]We wouldn't believe it was true [01:15.19] [01:37.17]Looking for the fort we built [01:39.61]By the old abandoned mine [01:42.03]But there was nothing [01:43.19] [01:43.83]Nothing we could find [01:46.48] [01:47.41]There was no place for seeking and hiding [01:50.12] [01:50.66]No time left for us finding [01:53.10]The worn and whiskey bottles [01:55.27]As my cold hands [01:56.89]Drawing crosses on the ground [01:59.25] [02:25.44]Searching for our secret tree [02:27.76]The one with both our names [02:30.14]But there was nothing [02:31.05] [02:32.11]Nothing we could find [02:34.28] [02:35.49]There was no place for seeking and hiding [02:38.06] [02:38.82]No time left for us finding [02:41.33]The worn and whiskey bottles [02:42.98] [02:43.50]As my cold hands [02:44.60] [02:45.22]Drawing crosses on the ground [02:47.25] [02:52.86]Stunted trees growing wild in the pool [02:54.80]Once summertime swim [02:56.08]Now shade keeps us cool [02:57.50] [02:58.21]Kunda's baby never got born [03:00.23]Victory gardens all withered and worn [03:02.70]And the grass [03:03.43] [03:03.94]Grew yellow and brown [03:05.32]And the sky wasn't blue [03:07.93]And at first [03:08.77] [03:09.33]When our radios worked [03:10.97]We wouldn't believe it was true [03:12.95] [03:13.73]The rags of flowers bloom [03:15.30] [03:16.27]The clouds a living tomb [03:17.89] [03:18.76]And Christmas is coming soon [03:21.04]Turn gladly back home