Emily Scott Robinson
The Time for Flowers
I went walking down the road
With a heavy heart and miles left to go
When I came upon a woman in a field on her knees
Singing ancient songs and sowing wildflower seeds
Tell me what's the point in planting pretty things
In these days of darkness and disease
The world is burning, have you not heard
She smiled and said
Honey, I've lived long enough to learn
The time for flowers will come again
Maybe in one year, maybe in ten
There are days despair will win
But the time for flowers will come again
I have witnessed funerals and wars
Worried mothers, empty shelves, and empty stores
The storms will rage and the winds will blow
You are gonna find out that you're stronger than you know
And the time for flowers will come again
Maybe in one year, maybe in ten
There are days despair will win
But the time for flowers will come again
And when I woke up this morning
Something deep had shifted
The sun was coming out and the clouds had finally lifted
It's time to fix what's broken
All the willing and the able
And when our honest work is done
We'll gather at this table
We'll hold each other's babies
And pour each other's wine
And promise to remember that your fate's bound up in mine
The skies are clear now
The moon is new
Let's raise a glass, my friends
We made it through
And the time for flowers has come again
I know it seems the world will end
There were days despair did win
But the time for flowers has come again
The time for flowers has come again