Sunflowers
Whitey
GENRE Come with me, and walk a while
Out amongst the sunflowers
The crying of the birds, the only sound
Someone's playing hide and seek
They're behind the sunflowers
Sleeping with their faces to the ground
Vincent shakes his head and sighs
Nature spreads her arms out wide
As the people fall like rain out the sky
Colorized old photographs
Are scattered through the sunflowers
Birds are gathered, busy on the ground
Future plans in palе hands
Are lost amongst the sunflowers
Turning up thеir faces to the clouds
Vincent shakes his head and sighs
Nature spreads her arms out wide
As the people fall like rain out the sky
Out amongst the sunflowers
The crying of the birds, the only sound
Someone's playing hide and seek
They're behind the sunflowers
Sleeping with their faces to the ground
Vincent shakes his head and sighs
Nature spreads her arms out wide
As the people fall like rain out the sky
Colorized old photographs
Are scattered through the sunflowers
Birds are gathered, busy on the ground
Future plans in palе hands
Are lost amongst the sunflowers
Turning up thеir faces to the clouds
Vincent shakes his head and sighs
Nature spreads her arms out wide
As the people fall like rain out the sky
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