He has a flowering spade growing out of his chest full of magic and healing She is a flowering spade as she moves and she sways you can see that she feels it
She’s off to dance with the goat boys He’s off to sail through your wide open ocean She learned to sing from the Sirens He learned to swim from a drop in the water
There are words There are signs Close your eyes There is magic inside you Hear the sparks in your mind Building frames for to trace your desires
She learned to cook from a sailor He learned to cry in an elephant circus She found a recipe for flying He’s growing flowers to understand dying
Rejoice Rejoice Rejoice No such thing as dying Rejoice Close your eyes you’re flying RejoiceTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
