With golden flowers in the sun.
Count to five on all the petals,
Never think of five plus one.
Watch the building-crammed horizon,
Sky no longer meeting ground.
Watch the golden flowers wither
Watch the golden dreams fall down.
After School
With golden flowers in the sun.
Count to five on all the petals,
Never think of five plus one.
Watch the building-crammed horizon,
Sky no longer meeting ground.
Watch the golden flowers wither
Watch the golden dreams fall down.
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