Florist
Moon Begins
Come on, feel the warm, feel the blood
Goodbye to the old songbird
Space, come swallow me now
And all precious things we surround ourselves

Death will come
Then a cloud of love
There is nothing I can tell you now
And no one like the lonely owl

Catch light in summer like leaves
A sparkle tells me who I am and where my moon begins
And there is a part of me
Looking for the spirit place

Death will come
Then a cloud of love
There is no land like the water's edge
It follows her magic eye

Death will come
Then a cloud of love
There is something that waits in the forest for
You to learn how to be afraid