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HEAR THE FLOWER
Where is the flower I held to my nostril in spring?
Why is November and December that unforgiving?
Not enough warmth or sunlight to bloom
I put my ear to the ground to listen to the growth
My father calls me away from the sleeping
He challenges me to release the past
He positions my face towards the east
He said the sting of uncertainty is before you
The sting of the Honey Bee is behind you
I promise you
The cold season will be hard this time
New faces will come but not bring warmth
Lost souls will crack the windows and doors open
They will enter, you will not escape
They will decide your night and day
I will keep your dreams from them
I will keep your throat from their suffocating vomit
I will keep your addiction a secret
Addiction to the fragrances of the bed
The Tulip and Daffodil in May
The Lilly and Corn flower in June
Gold mound and roses in July and beyond
Kneel now before the bouquet of eternity
Discover the meaning of joyful sorrow
Secrets of why the flower is found in the cathedral
Held against the virgin breast
Child of god sleeping, promised maiden
Alongside the Mahogany and walnut chest
The sweet pungent perfume
All the remembrance I have of the sanctuary
There are no eyes that can see the fragrance
No bride for this waiting groom
No time for another garden to breathe in
Now as winter enters my room
RDS
THE SECOND
Where is the flower I held to my nostril in spring?
Why is November and December that unforgiving?
Not enough warmth or sunlight to bloom
I put my ear to the ground to listen to the growth
My father calls me away from the sleeping
He challenges me to release the past
He positions my face towards the east
He said the sting of uncertainty is before you
The sting of the Honey Bee is behind you
I promise you
The cold season will be hard this time
New faces will come but not bring warmth
Lost souls will crack the windows and doors open
They will enter, you will not escape
They will decide your night and day
I will keep your dreams from them
I will keep your throat from their suffocating vomit
I will keep your addiction a secret
Addiction to the fragrances of the bed
The Tulip and Daffodil in May
The Lilly and Corn flower in June
Gold mound and roses in July and beyond
Kneel now before the bouquet of eternity
Discover the meaning of joyful sorrow
Secrets of why the flower is found in the cathedral
Held against the virgin breast
Child of god sleeping, promised maiden
Alongside the Mahogany and walnut chest
The sweet pungent perfume
All the remembrance I have of the sanctuary
There are no eyes that can see the fragrance
No bride for this waiting groom
No time for another garden to breathe in
Now as winter enters my room
RDS
THE SECOND
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