The Ghost Of Flowers Past

I saw you dance alone down the waterline,
you were searching for secrets lost in the setting sun
I said just wait a while and you'll understand,
how the wintry warlord gave poets another try,
to figure out the reasons why, it takes a laugh
and the half to unveil your scarlet eyes

She returned, was wearing that rose so well,
broke down and cried
because of the that had been up all day,
At the movies there would have been rain,
oh the bittersweet irony, rain replaced by tears

Aint it funny how some things look so different from afar,
when it comes to me and you,
the mirror stole our perfect view,now there
is nothing left we can do,
and the story is done at last,
for the ghost of flowers past

I saw you shape the wings of a butterfly,
til the colors fit like a puzzle already done
but who am I to question the grand design,
another headstone written to fix every broken rime,
carved in the hands of time, for the singer inside
to remind us of your life

In a place where nothing is real, let me tell you
how I feel, didnt know which heart to mend,
so here's a drink to absent friends, for a love that never
did end, and the story is done at last,
for the ghost of flowers past.

Memories of yesteryear is a part of you
we'll travel there,
now the curtains call this day upon us,
so ride this wave on wings of wondering
why those scarlet eyes still haunt me today

Back to the first day of summer,
the flowers that past
greet the sunlight again with a song,
sung by angels of love

So who am i now,
in the distance i hear broken words,
calling me to the rhythmless core,
trapped forever in love with
the girl on the shore

In a place where nothing is real
I feel like telling you just why,
we all drink for absent friends
and for a love that never dies
aint it funny how the mirror
makes sure perfect never last
it all starts and ends right here with you,
my Ghost of flowers past

I saw you dance alone down the waterline
I saw you shape the wings of a butterfly
Now the riddle fits like a puzzle
already done, though life had just begun
I will meet you again
on the shores where lovers run