wildflower

Im a wildflower by the highway,
Up against the rain
Im an old man, growing tired,
Getting used to the pain,
Im a wildflower in a garden,
Tended everyday,
Im an old dog, hard to love,
And even harder to change.
But its no time to be slowing down,
Its no time to be turning round,
You could blow a hole right through this town
If I dont ever let you down,
Im a wildflower by the streetlight
Where the night begins,
Im an old house, barely breathing,
As the walls fall in.
But its no time to be slowing down,
Its no time to be turning round,
You could blow a hole right through this town
If I dont ever let you down,
Im a wildflower, and
Im an old man.
Theres so much in between
And its no time to be standing byits no time to be asking why
You could blow a hole right through this town
If I dont let you down,