Squashed Blossoms
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Squashed Blossoms
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Deep down in my cellar hole I craft bulbs that grow, grow, GROW!
No one sees and no one knows. In this I act alone!
Wilting down those wooden stairs I poke and prod at botany!
Exhalations in the yellow light, my fingers creak and I sing out!
Deep down in my cellar hole I go…
No one sees a thing so no one knows…
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Cinema Strange performs "Squashed Blossoms", and this lyric page sits inside the Cinema Strange catalog on LyroVerse.
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