Weeds or Wild Flowers - Parsonsfield(capo 4)

I came along to find a little peace of mind

neglectin' all my duties, steppin' off that straightened line.

Now I just sit by my front door filled with indolence and sound,

it's like I'm watchin' the weeds grow on my brow.

And I had a pure potential in a soiled white shirt

with love enough to kill me, but was unsure of its worth,

and though the night is sweetened by some rising of the moon,

I've lived enough to know the battle's never through.

Remember you traveled through the desert, you traveled to the sea

lookin' out on some horizon, asking what you mean to me

and we all hang around with a free or toiled mind

while all of our branches entwine

And as I watch the brick erode from day to day

the leaves change their colors and the loft fills with hay

as a blade of sunshine cuts across my chest

the blood beneath boils with unrest

Blown about by the wind, a worthless little thing

but the world can feel the changes of a butterfly's wing

and that crooked burning cigarette rollin' on your tongue

will leave its weeds before your flowers yet have sprung