Flowers of Glass
In a field grass
I stood in amazement
Flowers made of glass
Fell to the ground and shattered into a million pieces
The souls of the flowers releases
And the glass disappears
But Agian and again the fears
Of the people watching
They fear the glass that breaks on the floor
So they all stay indoor
But I came out
I was mostly in doubt
Although I was not alone
He was a gentle heart
And his voice had a beautiful tone
He stood my side out in the field
As the flowers came down in a loud crash
I stood there Eyes glazed over
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