mouthful of flowers

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Slow she goes has a mouthful of flowers
I said miss if you’ve got wings then you’ve got teeth too
And from her heart it does start and it will sing:
Even God has found happiness in this hell
And she can’t figure out which day it is today…
Blames her good mood on one more cloudless afternoon

Up and down
Up, up and down
Up and down
Up, up and down…

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