One Horse

Glacial garden You've made a mess out of me I liked you better as a packet of seeds Pruned your fingers Wove your arms through the fence Now you're choking everything Green-thumbed mystic You made a fool out of me I liked you better when your advice came for free Two dreams I've journaled Toxins I've cleansed Vines are clinging desperately Hiding spirits in the cupboard You always drank alone You were a one horse town Sister sobbing in the kitchen For you to stick around You were a one horse town Boulder canyon You made a son out of me I had a mother who swam in your streams I know the ending Yet I'm faking suspense More fertilizer for the trees For the trees (From dust to dust Roots will pass through us) --- One Horse - Menomena