I watch you blooming…, growing while the world starts to consume me…, oh… Sunflower Words…, cast out in the name of love... Those words..., those words are not sunflowers…, but wounds…, these wounds from the very place where I was wounded..., where I was wounded…, oh.., yeah… To the place where I now inflict wounds... I have grown into Not a sunflower... But a thorn…, A thorn that no one can embrace..., oh… Piercing the heart..., piercing the center of my power…, and it’s growing and swelling... and it’s not a sunflower…, in this hour…, but it’s a thorn…, Oh…, it’s a thorn…, oh…, Sunflower…, my sunflower tell me..., from where does the light..., where does this wind laden light…, with this laden light.., wishing me away…, oh…, yeah… From which direction does it blow…, can you tell me…, Sunflower…, these Falling tears... these Falling tears... A compass submerged in tears…, these tears that drowned the compass into Loneliness... the Blue eyes that have lost their color…., these Blue tears…, they are Rusting away..., Rusted through and now washed away…, oh…, yeah… The force that caused the rust…, had Hardened..., it’s Wounded..., now A shattered heart…, A torn conscience…, oh… Piercing the heart..., piercing the center of my power…, and it’s growing and swelling... and it’s not a sunflower…, in this hour…, but it’s a thorn…, Oh…, it’s a thorn…, oh…, Sunflower…, my sunflower tell me..., from where does the light..., where does this wind laden light…, with this laden light.., wishing me away…, oh…, yeah… What is broken..., Is not the compass…, it’s not this compass that in What is truly broken..., it is the inability to see the compass…, my Thoughts trapped inside…, a transparent glass candy…, mmhhmm.., so tasty…, it’s Preventing me from reaching my destination…, something is Standing in my way..., it’s probably these Tears falling down…, it’s that they bow their heads and mock me…, making me feel like Falling water..., oh…, yeah…, yeah.., like falling water…, oh…, yeah…, yeah…
