Flowers In The Dirt

(Michael Facciani)

This lyric details the story of a hippy flower child from the 1960s who is stuck in that time period and never changes and adapts to the present day and ends up an anachronism in the eyes of now people in 2018.

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Back in 1968 you lived the hippy dream
Listening to Jimi Hendrix and Cream
Today people scream and shout
That ain’t really what life is about

Youth is gone and you have little money
Nobody now thinks it’s funny
Tomorrow is not looking too sunny
A black cloud hovers over you
You don’t know what to do

I see nothing but flowers in the dirt
You can’t even afford a decent shirt
What good is getting stoned on dope
When there’s no longer a shred of hope

Tie dies are way out of fashion
Only for old things do you have a passion
Your dreams and ambitions have gone up in smoke
Most people see you as a joke

The relics of a bygone era lie in the dust
You don’t live in today and adjust
Wouldn’t it be nice to return to yesterday
But real life don’t go that way

You have trouble finding enough to eat
In 2018 you are obsolete
What good is living in the past
Now none of that is able to last
© Michael Facciani 2018