| Flowers You can see the ruins from here her fire still burns on the hill She lives by the waters edge in a world that is quiet and still She says "Will you stay with me I'll teach you all I know In the outside world they still don't know what makes the flowers grow" The warm winds came and beckoned me and soon I drifted her way Tired and confused I made no sense but she listened to what I had to say Then I slept till the morning came she told me I had to go to find the truth and the secret of youth and what makes the flowers grow It's been a long and winding road since I first saw her face battered and bruised and disabused I long to return to that place but the maps have been burn't and the lessons unlearnt Oh, I've along way to go 'till I know the reasons why and what makes the flowers grow |