Paper Flowers

PAPER FLOWERS

Paper flowers underneath an ordinary sun

Palest one puts out a leaf, let’s call it Alison

Alison

Standing in the shadows where the sunlight used to fall

In between the towers listening for your parents’ call

Alison

Says, You don’t have to worry, Ma, I won’t go very far

Story of my life was wishing once upon a star

The palest one

Seattle gets so suicidal ’bout this time of year

And Dublin’s going under with the weight of Writers’ Tears

Alison

Says, You don’t have to worry, man, I won’t go very far

Story of my life was I was born beneath a star

The palest one

Standing in the sunlight where the shadows used to fall

In between the towers listening to the voices call

Alison

Think I’ll sail around the planet for to straighten out my head

Shack up with the paper ghosts moonlighting in “The Dead”

The palest ones

Maybe go back to Albania, look up my long-lost name

Trade my skin for tissue paper, walk out in the rain

And never be seen again

Never never be seen again

Never not be seen again