All Unfolding Lyrics

a traffic ticket
the tick-tock of it all
by the time this is resolved
I'll have been so busy
picking burrs off of my clothes
there's no need to pick it
the flower will fall from the bough
no need to button-hole it
don't vase it, face up to it
it's never really ever going to fit very well
by any place besides the bough
never really ever going to fit very well
by any side besides its own
all unfolding
sure, it will shrivel, shed its pedals
all unfolding
best let bloom nonetheless
all unfolding
I bet you could not guess the rest though
all unfolding
oh bother oh burden oh burred bough
give it up for the moonlight (oh yeah)
give it up for a day like
give it for the burred bough
and this thistleless finger