Now, the feelings grow
This much I know, flowers they grow in my head
Still, I hear the sound
Quarter to three, Must let it be if it must
When, the time is right
Hide from your mind, stay out all night if you wish
Until the waves crash down
Into your mind, what will you find when you look?
Now, I hear the sound
After the dawn, after the dawn when I’m gone
Still, the feelings fade
Flowers they grow, flowers they grow on their own
Oh how I long for this album in vinyl format! Such smoothness. Such warmth. Such execution. This music begs to be taken along and woven into memories. Everyone I’ve shared this album with has loved it. The music speaks far and wide. Shouting out to a fellow follower, Brian Lehmann, for his excellent taste in music. If not for him, I likely would have never stumbled upon this absolute gem! Plinchmo Larduktin
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