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Pope's Egg Hat - Le Plan, Ris Orange (Paris) 14th of April 1995

de Rozz Williams

This is my favourite sad story
Forget me not or I'll forget myself
I've got quite a few things that I'm afraid of
Sometimes I just can't face myself
This is my favorite sad story
Forget me not or I'll forget myself
I guess I'll just tuck myself away tonight
You know it's been one of those days

Every pretty flower
Every lovely flower
Every deadly flower
Hides its light inside of shame

I do not know why you don't know
I cannot reap what you have sown
Beneath this blanket of loose soil
Wrapped around my mortal coil

Well a stem is not a rose
But that's how my garden grows
I can't see the forest for the trees
The stinking poison for disease
Now it's all shot to hell and back again
I seek redemption for the
Same old sins and I fall on my knees
And I pray that all the poppies they
They will just fade away
But fields of poppies they remain
That's how they found me last time, dead

This is my favorite sad story
Forget me not or I'll forget myself
I've got quite a few things that I'm afraid of
Sometimes I just won't face myself
This is my favorite sad story
Forget me not or I'll forget myself
I guess I'll just tuck myself away tonight
You know its been one of those days

Every pretty flower
Every lovely flower
Every deadly flower
Hides its light inside of shame

I do not know why you don't know
I cannot reap what you have sown
Beneath this blanket of loose soil
Wrapped around my mortal coil

Irises lay in spring mud
Where lovers drown each other's sorrows
Where lovers dream about tomorrows
As for me I drown another kind as
Sadness runs course through my veins
Posie wreaths they crown me
My heart, my heart
I should just fade away, fade away
Like a flower

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