I don't care that flowers grow for you, And me, and me You don't know what love is till you see, Her standing there A web of skin and nails and hair A web of skin and nails and hair And bones and bones, And thoughts Rush in, and out your head You think you are alive, but you are dead You keep, on driving in your car asleep I'm driving in your car I dont know why flowers grow in winter time The sky turns gray the sun don't shine And people rush to be on time for work, they wrap them selves in woolen cloaks And hats and scarves Like larva in their incubators And drive and drive [noises] And drive and drive and drive Until they get away