The Flowers

by Regina Spektor

The flowers you gave me are rotting and still I refuse to throw them away.

Some of the bulbs never opened quite fully

They might so i'm waiting and staying awake.

Things I have loved i'm allowed to keep

I'll never know if I go to sleep.

The papers around me are piling and twisting regina the paper back mummy

what then.

I'm taking the knife to the books that I own and chopping and chopping and boiling soup from stone.

Things I have loved i'm allowed to keep.

I'll never know if I go to sleep.

Things I have loved i'm allowed to keep.

I'll never know if I go to sleep.