Ten feet twenty

The Flower Man

Is waiting

For the touch of his hand

Straightening petals out

Without a plan

Like the every daily.

Wish that bothers

The Flower Man

Could I do something

To make him laugh,

Inside my little chamber

Made of glass?

So he lived the

Flower man

Flower man

With his heart

In the sand

So he'll stand

To watch the whole wide world

From a can!

Way up high

In the sky

With the sun

In his eyes!

Ain't it nice...

The life forever for...

FLOWERS!

(Very cool instrumental break also papyrus is the roaring knight-)