Thursday, October 30, 2003

Song of the day: by Seals and Crofts

Windflowers,
my father told me not to go near them
He said he feared them always
And he told me that they carried him away

Windflowers,
Beautiful Windflowers
I couldn't wait to touch them
To smell them I held them closely
And now I cannot break away
Their sweet bouquet disappears
Like the vapor in the desert
So,take a warning, son

Windflowers,
Ancient windflowers
Their beauty
Capture every young dreamer who lingers near them
But ancient windflowers, I love you

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