Karavan Odds And Ends
I know what it's like to lose my grip
A slip of the tongue and you're lost on a trip
No turning back, no calling your friends
A one way trip to the end
I know what it's like to make it back
With dust on my boots and a corpse in my sack
But no one asked of what it was like
Coming back from the end
Flowers don't get roses when flowers fall in love
Tombs don't get funerals when they crumble down
You don't patch up a band aid when it tears apart
Flowers don't give roses out when flowers fall in love
I know what it's like to meet her again
With sweat on my lips that say: "How long has it been?"
You try to hide your tears of a clown
But you wanna fall through the ground
For most of us, it is what it is
No point in wanting no more than this
There's no turning back, no calling your friends
You work hard and pay your rent
In this stream of odds and ends
Flowers don't get roses when flowers fall in love
Tombs don't get funerals when they crumble down
You don't patch up a band aid when it tears apart
Flowers don't give roses out when flowers fall in love
Flowers don't get roses when flowers fall in love
Tombs don't get funerals when they crumble down
You don't patch up a band aid when it tears apart
Flowers don't give roses out
Flowers don't give roses out when flowers fall in love
