She only grows one flower
And he has so many leaves
So much blue behind them
It\'s so hard to find him
When she rides the breeze
Impale me on a sharpened limb
So I can live with them
In time I\'ll be
Inside the mind
Of a friend of a friend of a friend
She rides the bees
On her knees
I can hear them crying
Because they feel like dying
When she decides to leave