Get Around - Mothers

Little lovers little lies

The way that sleeps inside our spines

And though I don’t impress you know

That night I thought we both had died

And now we only dream to die

Why don’t you get around, get around?

Just make enough for lost time

Why don’t you get around, get around?

Just learn a little bit about yourself now

See if you win the game by letting all your cards down

I saw you in the flower bed, digging tiny crates

Plant the flowers and don’t forget to love them