Text: Porcupine Tree. The Incident. Your Unpleasant Family.

Your unpleasant family,
smashed up my car
(perfectly uncalled for)

Your unpleasant family,
how vile they are
(I crawled out of the wreckage on my knees)

Tore up my flowers

so what did we learn?
(there I found regret amongst the trees)

Snips of a life,
we had in the garden,
we tear up the flowers