as a flower, eases its way through the sidewalk, i see it ... its
color, possesses the town, creating all the by-standers, to frown
... as i walk up to it gracefully, theres nothing more, ive got
to find a way oh ... theres nothing more, ive got to find a way,
out. these thorns are protected by a layer, a layer of dust ...
theses thorns are protected by the sidewalk. as i (as i) walk up
(walk up) to it (to it) gracefully im stopped (stopped) and
astounded (astounded) by its thorns. as i walk up to it
gracefully, im stopped and astounded by its thorns oh no
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