Black Flowers - Joseph Arthur

If I say I can’t explain

Left my soul in Africa

Heard my name across idiot cries

Left my soul and went after your goodbyes

With the still life honey rose inside

With the still life honey rose

«Let me out,» said the man to the child

«How could you?»

he asked, with his fist waving in the sky

Angry eyes and an idiot tongue

Don’t you despise all the things you have done to you?

With the still life honey rose turning blue

With the still life honey rose

I’m gonna chase you down

I’m gonna chase you down

I’m gonna chase you down

I’m gonna chase you down

He went back, his wife she had gone

His family left, his home was now torn

And though quite old, a coward he was

Through the heat and the cold, apart from all that he loved

With the still life honey rose up above

With the still life honey rose

I’m gonna chase you down

I’m gonna chase you down

I’m gonna chase you down

I’m gonna chase you down

I’m gonna chase you down

I’m gonna chase you down