Ah yes spoken true
And wise alibi
With third eye wild
Gypsy O mysterious ways
I miss – miss you tug my hair
Last night tug myself
It not the same
Flower Day!
How is it you name it?
Yet you it talk to in a loving way
Make it Spin.
Boxing about
Hare with boxing paws
Tail on big feet
I am flame to moth
heron bat rat
Hare with boxing paws
Flame it is to moth
It not the same
O Flower Moon!
Your petals floated to the
Earth oh too soon
But the memory of
Your silvery moon
Like a flame to moth
Spoken true.
We make our own bliss
Don’t we share mizz?
I know yes do I too
When you I miss.
In the night sweetness
Sweep you asleep
Sweet sleeps
Sweep you away
Sea a-sway now
Oh yeah spoken true
And wise alibi
With third eye wild
It not the same
O Flower Day! How is it you name it?
Yet you it talk to in a loving way
Make it spin flower moon
Your petals floated to the
Earth oh too soon
But the memory of
Your silvery bloom
Flame it is to moth heron
Bat rat hare with a boxing paw
How is it you name it?
Yet you it talk to in a loving way
Your petals floated to the
Earth oh too soon
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