You can taste salt hundreds of miles from the sea
And you can feel in January, blossoms of a cherry tree
As you stand by your lover, the best friend who'll ever be
You can see heaven's soft light in the eyes of who you see

The sky is coming down and I can feel it in a kiss the drop that seals it
Like a skim before the ripple of sunlight through your blouse...

As beauty flowers in these beautiful hours

You can see the future in this present of my presence
And you may love vanilla for its flowers not its essence
As you play and run and shine; a jewel of opalescence
You'll see things lovers see, sun-showers, incandescence

The sky is coming down and I can feel it in a kiss the drop that seals it
Like the skin before the ripple of sunlight through your blouse...

As beauty flowers in these beautiful showers
On these beautiful flowers in these beautiful hours

I'm a singer in a sound-proof room
Feeling things that are yet to bloom
Unknown wonders, radiant thunders

As beauty flowers in these beautiful hours
In these beautiful hours in these beautiful showers
Beauty flowers to the sky
To the sky, to the sky
To the sky

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