Steve Sloane - Sent for Flowers

First I walked toward the dog park
And sat alone with all these demos
There's no such thing as running
Until you see them in the snow
Then I spent an hour with the flowers
Until I think I got it right
Another hour at the counter
After the clerk had said goodbye

It's always time to go home
It's always time to go
It's always time

I stepped up to the rail tracks
A bag of tulips in one hand
My coffee in the other
And a day divorced of plans
It was noon behind the warehouse
But it was midnight on my lips
And I may have kissed the train
If I didn't have to piss

It's always time to go home
It's always time to go
It's always time

Written by:
Steve Sloane

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