I placed the flowers in her hair
And now I place them by her side
I curse the hours, curse the time
The way the day fades into night
I find redemption in the morning But that split second splits me open
When my hand falls, we used to rest your head
I placed the flowers in her hair
When I was hers, and she was mine
And the bitter root lies ruthless Got the headlights dusted on
And the metal ark is calling And the road keeps going on
I still put on your favorite records As if you're in the other room
I still fill up two whiskey glasses One for me,
one for you
I
find sweet salvation in the memories Till I remember that you left me
With nothing but your voicemail to talk to
Still put on your favorite record
Close my eyes and dance with you
And the bitter root lies ruthless Like a sound without a song
And the metal ark is calling And the road keeps going on
And on
Now
the bitter root lies ruthless I don't know what lies beyond
Counting headlights,
count excuses Count the ways it all went wrong
And the radio is ruthless I hear your name in every song
And the metal ark is calling
And the road keeps going on
And on
I placed the flowers in her hair
And now I place them by her side