From A Bench In The Park
Sticks and stones
Don't break me
Got no bones
Can't shake me
Golden flower in the rain
Hang your head to the dirt you came
A sweet whisper through the air
The sun is late but he will be there
Bodies heal
Words shatter the mind
Try to feel
What others might sometimes
Warn the village
The plague is on the way
Sit in silence
Until it goes away
Golden flower in the rain
Hang your head to the dirt you came
A sweet whisper through the air
The sun is late but he will be there
Don't break me
Got no bones
Can't shake me
Golden flower in the rain
Hang your head to the dirt you came
A sweet whisper through the air
The sun is late but he will be there
Bodies heal
Words shatter the mind
Try to feel
What others might sometimes
Warn the village
The plague is on the way
Sit in silence
Until it goes away
Golden flower in the rain
Hang your head to the dirt you came
A sweet whisper through the air
The sun is late but he will be there
Credits
Writer(s): Calvin Lyons
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