歌词
Boston in the nineties, Hallows, and James
After the civil war, there was just your remains
Cambridge and Quincey in the love with the garden
The flame and the flower
Indian summer passed out on the lawn
Tired of the sun I wasn’t coming down
Ms. Stevens hears the mermaids singing in sixty-five
The lion and the rose
And if we find we’re out of sun
Time like air, let no wind come
You were the mystery
You were the power
The flame and the flower
Elenor marie honey in the hive
Walked out of the museum
Or was it Stayin’ Alive
Saw May Sarton in the house by the sea
Plant dreaming deep
And if we find were out of sun
Time like air, let no wind come
You were the mystery
You were the power
The flame and the flower
I was left for dead on the dance floor
Burnt my hands on an electric guitar
I was left for dead on the dance floor
Burnt my hands on an electric guitar
left for dead on the dance floor
left for dead on the dance floor
left for dead on the dance floor
Burnt on an electric guitar
And if we find we’re out of sun
Time like air, let no wind come
You were the mystery
You were the power
The flame and the flower
The flame and the flower
The flame and the flower
The flame and the flower
The flame and the flower