Day of The Sunflowers (We March On)

Album: Scars (2009)
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  • Millions of kisses fall from the sky,
    Millions of tears for sunshine to dry.
    Millions of kisses fall from the sky,
    Millions of tears for sunshine to dry.

    Incandescence, let them flow.
    The rivers, rivers of being.

    We march on
    We march on
    We march on
    We march on

    Love is being real love
    Take my hand,
    You'll fly like doves
    Sleep aside the steamy crabs
    Tremble tremble in the dust

    Incandescence, let them flow.
    The rivers, rivers of being.

    We march on
    We march on
    We march on
    We march on

    Open like a flower
    Come get naked with me
    Music take me whole
    Tie me up in melody
    Just a touch
    It's all we need
    Just a kiss, uh, um

    Day of the sunflowers, we march on,
    Day of the sunflowers

    We march on
    We march on
    We march on
    We march on
    We march on
    We march on
    We march on
    We march on

    Open like a flower!

    We march on
    We march on
    We march on
    We march on

    Just a touch, oh, it's all we need
    Just a touch, mm, it's all we need
    Just a kiss, uh! uh! it's all we need
    Just, just, just a kiss
    Just, just, just, just a kiss
    Just a kiss

    And so they came!
    Twenty thousand fishes, flying down from the sky,
    Poka dot sun, five miles wide, apple pie

    Uh! Uh!

    I'm bigger now
    When I stretch to the clouds
    My feet are bigger than three lagoons
    And I can roll like a magnificent beach ball,
    Striving high!

    Uh! Uh! Uh!

    I touch everything as I roll
    The fish tickle my skin
    The trees feel so nice on my knees
    And nothing is crushed

    Ah ha ha ha ha ha!

    Oh it's a big soft, a breath of mountain-air

    Ah ha ha ha ha ha!

    I reach out for you, but so is the ball red?
    My hand stretches for a thousand miles
    Within the spiral of an infinite cosmic coil

    Oh oh oh ah ah ah ah!

    Cows they look like dots
    I'm smaller now, I'm smaller now

    There's no way through the window
    And it is lost, it is lost
    My dreams and my idol fantasy,
    Lay in front of me,
    As dust.

    Rivers of being.

    We march on
    We march on
    We march on
    We march on
    We march on Writer/s: FELIX MAJOR BUXTON, SIMON RATCLIFFE
    Publisher: Universal Music Publishing Group
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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