Bandages on the Lawn - Tamas Wells

I confess I confess

I'm the one who made this mess

But the ferns were strangling me

Made a path from the door

Found these bandages and thought

How could you live in here

They told you that the pains might go

But this is not the end I know

And I'm wishing I could see

How the bandages could be abandoned on the lawn

With the birds pulling all the threads around and torn in two

I'll throw them out throw them out

Raise your government amount

So you won't storm the stairs

Cause you will fight you will fight

I see your bruises in the light

And red stains on our lawn

They told you that the pains might go

But this is not the end I know

And I'm wishing I could see

How the bandages could be abandoned on the lawn

With the birds pulling all the threads around and torn in two

They told you that the pains might go

But this is not the end I know

And I'm wishing I could see

How the bandages could be abandoned on the lawn

With the birds pulling all the threads around and torn in tw