Flora from Bones by Foam

Roses they still wither my Darlene.
Despite your prayers for rain
they are changing anyway.
Strangely made to last a few brief days;
who would dare to dream at all?
And the cease to play.

Did you prepare for nothing?
Nine lungs sing into the air
what you're thinking.

Sunlight makes the shadows my Linay,
which ever way you sway.
They are here in every place.
But without shadows
there would be no shade.
And sunlight without change
would drive us from this stage.

Never to return to a self.
Transverse with flora.

I am sorry to mistake you so well.
I've had to pull myself up
so it just goes on.
Is it attractive: the way I roll around?
Where are we?

All things change around us my Darlene.
Which ever way you lean;
like colors on the trees.
Seems to me, as love is of this world,
so to love must change,
from how it used to be.

(Lyrics for the verses sung by Evan were written by friend and mentor Timothy Mccneela)

• Experimental
• blues
• foam
• garage rock
• psychedelic
• trip hop
• Santa Fe