His standout work, "FLOWERS," serves as his mission statement: a poignant reminder to give people their "flowers" and show appreciation while they are still here. With a style that feels both timeless and contemporary, Jasper Reed captures a sense of authentic vulnerability, making him a rising voice for those who value music with a message.
Lyrics
Mm…
This one ain’t for the loud ones
This for the folks who keep it movin’
Keep the world runnin’
And don’t nobody clap
[Verse 1]
I’m singin’ ‘bout a man who never get his flowers
Yeah, I’m singin’ ‘bout a man who never get his flowers
Work all day, work all night, countin’ overtime hours
He keep the lights on, keep the wheels in line
Yeah, he keep the lights on, keep the wheels in line
Good heart in his chest, but the world treat him blind
They say he just a square ‘cause he don’t raise his hand
Yeah, they say he just a square ‘cause he don’t raise his hand
But when trouble come knockin’, he the one that stand
[Chorus]
Give that man his flowers now
Mm, give that man his flowers now
Don’t wait ‘til the church bells ring
Put ‘em in his hands right now
[Verse 2]
Seen a mama with five babies, still she hold her head high
Yeah, a mama with five babies, still she hold her head high
Ain’t no man at the table, but the kids still eatin’ fine
Bus driver take your load, never ask your name
Yeah, bus driver take your load, never ask your name
Smile through the weight of everybody else’s pain
Say a prayer before the ground get cold
Don’t wait ‘til the coffin close
Give love while the breath still blow
That’s somethin’ this hard world don’t know
[Chorus]
Give that woman her flowers now
Mm, give that woman her flowers now
Don’t wait ‘til the picture framed
Put ‘em in her hands right now
[Verse 3]
I seen cooks in the kitchen burnin’ up the night
Yeah, cooks in the kitchen burnin’ up the night
Tryin’ feed the whole world just to make it right
Nurses wipe the tears, doctors cuttin’ deep
Preacher talkin’ hope, folks half asleep
Bartender pourin’ pain in a glass
Everybody runnin’, nobody ask
Imam prayin’ quiet, church singin’ loud
Same God hear us whether lost or found
Everybody need a little grace somehow
Everybody need they flowers now
[Final Chorus – slower, heavier]
Give ‘em their flowers now
Mm, give ‘em their flowers now
Life too short, dirt too close
To wait ‘til they lay you down
Give ‘em their flowers now
Mm, give ‘em their flowers now
Love don’t bloom in the ground
Give ‘em their flowers now
[Outro – spoken, fading]
Yeah…
Before the funeral
Before the sermon
Before the silence
Give ‘em now