Wilted Flower

maximilian hecker - wilted flower
a magic bullet against your drought
were sumptuous rainfalls
dreary whispering of how you love
sun-baked objects
it's a little strange how you walk
and i still hear your withered talk
i am blooming
i am blooming
without you
you've lost your tears in a vale of dust
you're a wilted flower
how could i now miss your face
as i'm watered in a shower?
it's a little strange how you walk
and i still hear your withered talking
i am blooming
i am blooming
without you
it's a little strange how you walk
and i still hear your withered talking
i am blooming
i am blooming
i am blooming
i am blooming
without you
without you