Bag of Thorns

May, she spread her legs
Like she did a year before
But someone pluck her flowers
She won’t spread no more
June, she laid her eggs
Wanted them to get warm by the sun
But someone stepped upon them
One by one by one
Endlessly, endlessly looking away
Into the sand
And you made a bed of roses
Designed for two
I brought a bag of thorns
It’s for me and you
Endlessly, endlessly looking away
Into the sand
Endlessly, endlessly looking away
Into the light of the very next day
You made a bed of roses
Designed for two
I brought a bag of thorns
It’s for me and you