She wants to be like that

The lyrics to a song by Martha Wainwright – daughter of Loudon Wainwright III and Kate McGarrigle and sister of Rufus W. – I found intriguing both poetically and visually. And musically, of course, as I happen to have the album.

These Flowers

These flowers are coming up wild
They’re coming up, they’re coming up
They’re coming up wild

 

These flowers are coming up wild
They’re coming up, they’re coming up
They’re coming up wild

 

They are like those children
Go off to school & don’t come back
And I am like their mother
Waiting around about to crack
Crack
Crack
I want them back
Crack
Crack
I want them back
Back
Back
Back

 

You are like a flower
You rise & rise to the sun
You do not look back at where you came from
I wanna be like that
That
That
That

 

And the boys they run faster
And they throw harder
And they get stronger
And they are gone, they are gone, they are gone
I wanna be like that
That
That
That

 

And the girls they are pretty
And they get silly
When they get giddy
And they are gone, they are gone, they are gone
I wanna be like that
That

 

I’m on my knees in the corner
Wiping my floor, wiping my floor, yeah
And they are gone, they are gone, they are gone
I wanna be like that
That
That
That

 

These flowers are coming up wild
They’re coming up, they’re coming up
They’re coming up wild

Martha Wainwright can be seen and heard in the attic in this clip on youtube.