Petals In The Grass
Lanterns Of The Night
Lightning bug, fire fly
Please lead the way
Now the day is over
Please have something to say
Flickers of the present
Are solid in your flashes
Helping to forget
Erasing all the lashes
The seconds that you shine
Makes dwelling on purity easy
Begging for your warmth
Pleasant thoughts caress me
When your light finally goes out
It will return tomorrow
Please lead the way
Warming the cold sorrow
Please lead the way
Now the day is over
Please have something to say
Flickers of the present
Are solid in your flashes
Helping to forget
Erasing all the lashes
The seconds that you shine
Makes dwelling on purity easy
Begging for your warmth
Pleasant thoughts caress me
When your light finally goes out
It will return tomorrow
Please lead the way
Warming the cold sorrow
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Lanterns Of The Night
Lanterns Of The Night