Finding Memories from zeusbunch (1990) by ZeCoop

She sold me some flowers
And now she's dancing here in a trance
Tricking and all were twice removed
From our existence
All clouds in the syrup of the river
Look brown today
If you listen the flowers do talk
They have sold themselves
At least that's what they say.

Like a lover would and should
We are all trying to find our corner
In a bottom centered circle.

If you believe they can amaze your thoughts
A thrilling day is their week and time is a watch
A small dog barks at three different brides
The blades of grass say they're bored of green
So they sprout to purple

Like a lover would and should
We are all trying to find our corner
In a bottom centered circle.

A lonely hill breeds it's fear of being all alone
Into it's sand and quiet dusty enfolds the warmth of lovers
Sameness is now a thought, all flowers in a field
They all talk among themselves
And now you wish you were them.

Like a lover would and should
We are all trying to find our corner
In a bottom centered circle.

(c) 2011 John Cooperider/Jeff Petersen

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