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Blue as the crying skies
With no thorn and no thistle
Only an open face
Staring at the waking world
And maybe she's just a morning glory
Lost in a tangle of vines
Maybe she's just a morning glory
Lost in a tangle of vines
Her arms stretch wide to receive the light
And her roots go deep into the black earth
For strength and she blooms
And maybe she's just a morning glory
Lost in a tangle of vines
And maybe she's just a morning glory
Lost in a tangle of vines
She blooms while the people sleep
Only the travelers see her
To those who rise with the noonday sun
She is a closed mystery
And maybe she's just a morning glory
Lost in a tangle of vines
And maybe she's just a morning glory
Lost in a tangle of vines
Lost in a tangle of vines
- Álbum:
- Rocket Science
- Stripped Down
- Songs for the End of the World
- My Precious Little One: Lullabies For A New Generation
- Super Hits
- Miscellaneous
- Tao
- Hard To Hold (OST)
- Living In Oz
- Working Class Dog
- Wait For Night
- Beginnings
- Beautiful Feelings
- Rock Of Life
- Venus In Overdrive
- Sahara Snow
- Midnight at the Westend: A Rock Set, Vol. 2
- Down
- Miss Mayhem
- Light This Party Up