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Countryside Orchid

Countryside hiding spot
For kissers and believers
Hoping for a new friend
That just won't show up, crashing

In the middle of a river
Medicine and acetate
Travel down the stream
With waves crashing, the shame

I shouldn't let the roses kiss the grass
For once I could let it pass
What would you do if you were me?
What would you say if you were me?

Orchid, carried away by you
Orchid, stumbling down the road
Orchid, crying as she goes
As she goes for you

Airheads keep bursting
Bursting right into the lights
Lights that will always be on

Orchid, orchid
You don't get enough time to bloom
Instead you're cut off  
Written by hollowgraphic (Philip Everett Brock)
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