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Oh, it is a mystery like a loverâs touch, brings a blossom from a winterâs bud.
Oh, it is a mystery like my loverâs touch, brings a blossom from a winterâs bud.
Iâm gonna lose what I came here for, Iâm gonna lose everything I love.
If only for a minute, just to be alive before I hit the ground right below this vine.
And itâs worth it, itâs worth it.
Lay back, baby, time go slow, I feel like honey filled on hope.
Tangled in branches, laced beneath the green, oh you never seen skin so clean.
And itâs worth it, itâs worth it.
Oh, it is a mystery like a loverâs touch, brings a blossom from a winterâs bud.
Oh, it is a mystery like my loverâs touch, brings a blossom from a winterâs bud.
Stamen and a pistil, hips and joints, all the petals gather and come to a point,
Blooming in the branches with all my might, everybody knows what comes after ripe.
Hyacinth and cherry, daffodil, rolling altogether out in the field.
And itâs worth it, itâs worth it.
Oh, it is a mystery like a loverâs touch, brings a blossom from a winterâs bud.
Oh, it is a mystery like my loverâs touch, brings a blossom from a winterâs bud.
Wilt and wither with all you have left, beauty is defiance in the face of death.
Hard ice on the winter, ashes in the fall, I wonder if there ever was a flower here at all.
But itâs worth it, itâs worth it.
- Álbum:
- Stitch Of The World
- Traveling Alone
- Another Country
- Buckingham Solo
- Miscellaneous
- See You On The Moon
- Buckingham Solo (Live)
- I Am What I Am
- Night
- Traveling Companion
- Sweet Spot
- To Myself
- Traveling Alone (Bonus Track Version)
- Traveling Alone (Deluxe Edition)
- Essentials of Americana
- To Myself - Single
- Sweet Spot - EP
- Live at the NIGHT: Volume 5
- Tambourine
- This is Americana