I am my fair lady
Here comes the blush!
I am moved by my own power
These solemn roses and the plum
Bloom famously upon my earthing tree
I speak of God and his beauty
When I present myself to him
And I soar beyond the earthly clouds
As I fight for freedom with a stance
And there is romance
Between me and my earthly God
This covenant is a shield of faith
Let us write the words of wisdom here
On a house that flies with wings
Oh let the saints march upon here!
I give my heart to this earthly nation
I stand with my freedom
And I stand upon its face
And I hold within my hand
A heart that\'s still;
Oh what is with this wicked skill
That flaunts itself as beauteous?
For this beauty that is beauteous
Flourishes in the rain
And there the sun meets its redemption
I lost my soul not too long ago
The roses and the plum are my rouge
For I look so pretty
When I am redeemed again;
I look so pretty in my soul
Oh my soul! My soul is large
I feel the sun in my soul
And I feel so warm within my soul
Does redemption have a soul?
And yes the rain! It makes the heavens
My ideal soulmate is me,
And the beauty that is inside me grows...
It grows like the fervent trees
Redemption; does the soul ever know?
The moon is dancing
And the sun woos
I cannot find where my body lies
For I lie with the horses and thieves;
The horses and thieves that steal my heart
Hooray!
I live for my soul\'s soul
I live for the soul within my soul
Take the roses and the plum
And let them shine upon
Your earthly face;
The earthly face that is redemption!