All Yesterdays Flowers

I could tell the child was mine
Took it for a sign
Glimpsed her yellow baby hair
It carried with me everywhere
To Avalon

I was just a restless thing
I was merely dancing
I was in a reckless mood
And I was only passing

Through Avalon (Avalon)
Avalon (Avalon)
Avalon (Avalon), ah

Built for purpose, function, form
Tallest ivory tower
The mirror faced the window
And I argued with my ego
Leaving for the Apple Isle
With nine women watching
And I will miss him all the while
In sleeves that reach the floor tile

In Avalon (Avalon)
Avalon (Avalon)
Avalon (Avalon), ah

Watching on the ancestors
In all yesterday's flowers
Like lotus-eaters, lazy sleep
My useless psychic powers



Credits
Writer(s): Clementine Nixon, Valentine Martha Jean Nixon
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