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Pink room, white lights
Been such a long flight
Shrinking flowers, thinking hours
I'm wasting my time

Bright moonlights
Came and turned off

Morning begins inside the flower
cn abundance of new life emerges
Each hour on land, in water and air

Circles of eggs in mud-mound nests
With

Clouds

Prince

Art Official Age

2014

on the neck
And every time you catch her singin' in the shower
You should go and get a flower
Don't matter what the hour
Just rub it on her back, rub it

sometimes I don't know what to say
Some concepts I don't really get
My words and phrases don't connect
April showers bring May flowers
Just another hour
One,

a jar of dead flowers
Passing the hours with dust
On their green fingertips

Don't pretend that you'd care
Don't pretend that you'd be there at all

touch me I'm ill and I ain't talking Mudhoney
Rapper reluctantly, I feel like the greatest I'm stingin like bumblebees
I'm sucking the flowers in studio

makes maybe
Something sound
For now
Could you hook me up to the plug
I'm low on power
Could use some flower in the hour

A beginning
A beginning to what we thought was ours
A thousand visions,
These visions we followed in the dark

These wilted flowers
Those precious

Messed Up

Aaliyah

Ultimate Aaliyah

2005

What?
I'm back

You don't say that I'm pretty
All these simple things
Adding up to big ones
There is where you messed up
No movies or flowers

the coin toss
Like I'm in a country far from home
And I'm all alone

Like a field without flowers
These withering hours
I feel the diminishment of my soul

Those rays of sunshine
They fill up my mind
She grows the flowers
Lay here for hours

Nova Nova
Nova Nova

Haven't been dealing
I'm finally feeling
I

me
Don't  you need me

Give me the potion
Bite on the flowers
Couple of hours
Cry in my shower

What is your motive
I love the commotion

Try

A seed grows from the pain

Flowers and flowers
Been hours and hours
I'm feeling empowered 
Hey, 
Im feeling empowered
The growth that I've encountered

Riding on a train
I'm heading home
Passing fields of flowers
The hours long
I sing my song
My love is strong
I sing my song
Riding on a train
I sit

Well, we fight our fears in such odd ways.

As withered flowers, our lives rot against the hours.
We're nothing but time: we rise and we decay.
Empty

I don't need the country
Homemade dinners on Sunday
Talks with your little brother
Or your mother, baby
Won't send you no flowers
Sweet talk you for

You dropped Flowers
In some hours
Then you write a note tell me how much you do love me
But these words and gifts can't contain the love I've been

You
Bloom
Into
A garden of black roses
You
Bloom
Into
A garden of black roses
Gentle flower
Final hour
Failed to caress you
What was is gone for good

Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank

SINGING FRESH FLOWERS
FOR HOURS AND HOURS
THE GOLDEN ANGEL, WELL
SHE CAME TO TOIL
AND ENRICHED
ALL OF THE SOIL
AND THEN SHE TOOK AN AXE TO EVERY FACTORY

with jewels
Scents of flowers that lingers for hours
That's perfect for me
I want to be like
The girl next door

Messy hair after one day
Spots just pop

and ways of life
And how to

Close your time inside a flower
Stop the seconds, minutes and hours
Close your time inside a flower
Live your life forget

make sense if we just could press replay
Everything could change after today
I just wanna to say

No rain, no flowers
No time, no hours
No rain, no

a bird on the wing oh oh           oh
In her garden of flowers
 Sunsets for hours
Heaven knows             oh
(Chorus...)
Rachael 
ow
oh  oh
(Bridge)