my hair was long & shining you said you can't believe how could
i walk out that doolwalk along the streets you told me i should
"you know, do some bing bang curly wurly afro thing" i took your
word & did looked in my mirror"who's that freak?" why does the
world deceive why do i make believe took my heel & made achilles
out of me still i would wanna be someone who'd answer to me someone
who see like a child give like a saint feel like an angel
never mind the broken wingsspeak like a picture cry like the
rain shine like the star as long as the fire remains the vase beside
my bed it's empty almost dead "it's for all the flowers i'm gonna