Left Like Roses - Idlewild

Go to what goes back

From the wild

Follow it and stay there

Stuck in your shack

You see pointlessness all round

You can let me lay there

For a while

Carry on, left like roses

Piece by piece, by the side of the road

If you can’t collect yourself up from the one that you love

I know that Spring is coming

But I don’t know what Spring may bring

I can stick around and let you in on nothing

But out here swimming

Missing what it was

That bothered us on land

That bothered us in the Summertime

The season none of us could stand

Carry on, rotten roses

Left for no one

By the side of the road

If you can’t collect yourself up from the one that you love

You know how it goes