Neutral Milk Hotel The King Of Carrot Flowers Pt. One
When you were young you were the king of carrot flowers and how you built a tower tumbling thru the trees in holy rattlesnakes that fell all around your feet and your mom would stick a fork right into daddys shoulder and your dad would throw the garbage all across the floor as we would lay and learn what each others bodies were for and this is the room one afternoon I knew I could love you and from above you how I sank into your soul into that secret place where noone dares to go and your mom would drink until she was no longer speaking and dad would dream about the different ways to die each one a little more than he could dare to try
