Dead flowers and a beautiful Samantha Fish song.

1- Please don’t talk no-more

Pretty lady crying and she told her banished lover.
Please don’t talk to me no-more. Your words had turned worthless and meaningless.
Your face turn from angel to the devil shadows.
I won’t believe your promises and everything we had, become just the dead flowers laying on the floor.
Dead flowers waiting to be tossed away like my memories of us.

2- Dead flowers

Pretty Jenny told me. Johnnie, you have broken me often, you demanded the long night of the midnight dance. You rode me and stole everything I had. Made me know sweat and tears. We were the whiskey straight and lovers who beguile flesh and need without regret. Now all I have is old wine bottles and the dead flowers. The wine had turn bitter and we have become ugly with false need and hope. Should we stay or should we run from each other? Johnnie dressed slowly and he walked to his dear Jenny and he told her. Night voices can become meaningless and false love will fade like the flowers. Become dead flowers neglect and tossed away. Some of us know only treason in the emotions of love. Just take and take till one day. We become like the dead flowers. Forgotten and gone.

Coyote