New Flowers

Tom Chaplin

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And so I find myself in the ancient grove
Tall tree withered branches, so many seasons flown
See the bitter winter shiver for a warmer world
But the summer Sun ain't worth its weight in gold

I don't need no fast life on the road
I just want to savour my time getting old
If I don't need it, I'll let it go
And I want to admire
How the new flowers grow
How the new flowers grow

All life is happenstance that we jeopardise
To shoot for a chance at some earthly paradise
Years frittered embittered waiting for a kingdom come
You can waste a life, but it never comes

So I don't need no fast life on the road
I just want to savour my time getting old
If I don't need it, I'll let it go
And I want to admire
So I stop and admire

Lost to the wind are the wasted hours we've known
So carve your name on a rock, etch it deep in the stone
Oh, what on earth you waiting for?
When this moment now is evermore

I don't need no fast life on the road
I just want to savour my time getting old
If I don't need it, I'll let it go
And I want to admire
How the new flowers grow