Flowers

Heaven seasons rite
Got to be the same
Got to feel the lords grain in my hand
All mine said the reeve
I won’t even share
I won’t even divide this part of me
Oh, this isn’t right
Oh, this isn’t fair
All you brothers we must take more care
We are all the same
We are all the life
So we shouldn’t waste this precious little time
Take it and you leave
You won’t get it far
Pick a flower and disturb a star
Make up all your mind
Make it broad and wide
We shall overcome in the love of life
First I thought I won’t
Then I think I might
Now I know we might, might even fly