Gladiola
gone for good
Back on the work farm
Where they sent you so you could
Grow a new heart
Genuflecting in the dirt
âTil one day, a runaway, you
Left them all for good
Tall on your knees
I only made it through
Looking up to you
Tall on your knees
I only made it through
Looking up to you
You said this cityâs not soft but
Itâs as blind as anywhere you can
On dayâs when youâre not well
You stay inside but you feel
Strong
Youâre breathing downtown air and the music there
Do you feel like some kind of astronaut
Who sees the world, half-asleep
And who knows itâs lost?