Testo di Alstroemeria

You use me as your canvas then ask me to leave You border me with frames and paint the colors that I bleed I imagine you in france with loose ambitions at your age You imagine me a box that eats your memories away But oh I planned our lives as gardeners With mission to survive the snow My vegetation never dies But my lily's won't always grow I vision you in castles infected with desire To claim me as your subject and instigate a fire I remember we were born and then I fed you to the crowd You took a couple years to bite but now you're swallowing me down But oh I planned our lives as gardeners With mission to survive the snow My vegetation never dies But my lily's won't always grow And oh I planned our lives as gardeners With mission to survive the snow My vegetation never dies But my lily's But oh I planned our lives as gardeners With mission to survive the snow My vegetation never dies But my lily's