The Weed Had Got There First – A Camp (Nina Persson) – letras

For reasons that I don’t understandI was out with a shuffle in my headIf someone’s seen me let me knowI must have been looking for sand or snowI had a garden on my mindIvy was growing around my spineI lost a needle in the hayI’m hoping I’ll never need it anywayI wanted to plantA little seedTo fertilize the dirtI didn’t see the sleeping weedThe weed had got there first