Lyrics The Gayest Of Sunbeams - Pink Mountaintops

The Gayest Of Sunbeams

And I rise with the gayest of sunbeams
And I walk 'neath the warmth of her rays
With the flowers blossomed high on the thorns
She’s the girls with the painted black swirl
And she rose like an arch in my sky
And scraped the filth from my mind
Far from the screams of the low downed and toiled
And faulty men who’ve been dethroned
She’s my light and Godly shine
The flying silver angel rides
And I rise with the gayest of sunbeams
And I walk 'neath the warmth of her rays
With the flowers blossomed high on the thorns
She’s the girl with the painted black swirl