Wildflower Lyrics

Staring at those shattered pieces

Reflections used to hold

Silence broken by the chords

Of a soul and all it pours

Longs for somethin greater than

The whiskey on his breath

Blood runs down his knuckles and the palm that holds the grip

The sun will set and rise again

As the day is made anew

Can't replace that thought and memory

Of a beaten battered view

Young man hands this wildflower

Crushes as he tears

A single petal, a tear of dew from the stalk that falls from his

The man throws down his bottle as he

Can't take any more

Makes his way across the oak wood

To the cabinet by the door

Takes his piece and carves the name in lead

For whom it may concern

Heads down to the field where the young man takes his turn

Takes his turn

Blackened steel and the young mans temple

Held each other close

Didn't move his mouth

Let the trigger speak the words