The Confederate Dead ’Where flowers grow’

Words & music by Butchy Davy Where flowers grow The roses in the garden are bathing in the sun it’s where i found my lover it’s where my lover comes we photograph our secrets developing them numb and hide away the moment hide away as one we lye where the flowers grow we hide where the flowers grow We lay amongst the daisies dreaming up above whisper me your feelings i’ll whisper you my love tell me all your secrets i’ll never tell anyone