| Oh, it is a mystery like a lover’s touch, brings a blossom from a winter’s bud
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| Oh, it is a mystery like my lover’s touch, brings a blossom from a winter’s bud
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| I’m gonna lose what I came here for, I’m gonna lose everything I love
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| If only for a minute, just to be alive before I hit the ground right below this
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| vine
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| And it’s worth it, it’s worth it
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| Lay back, baby, time go slow, I feel like honey filled on hope
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| Tangled in branches, laced beneath the green, oh you never seen skin so clean
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| And it’s worth it, it’s worth it
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| Oh, it is a mystery like a lover’s touch, brings a blossom from a winter’s bud
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| Oh, it is a mystery like my lover’s touch, brings a blossom from a winter’s bud
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| Stamen and a pistil, hips and joints, all the petals gather and come to a point
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| Blooming in the branches with all my might, everybody knows what comes after
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| ripe
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| Hyacinth and cherry, daffodil, rolling altogether out in the field
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| And it’s worth it, it’s worth it
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| Oh, it is a mystery like a lover’s touch, brings a blossom from a winter’s bud
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| Oh, it is a mystery like my lover’s touch, brings a blossom from a winter’s bud
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| Wilt and wither with all you have left, beauty is defiance in the face of death
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| Hard ice on the winter, ashes in the fall, I wonder if there ever was a flower
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| here at all
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| But it’s worth it, it’s worth it |