Texty: Yesterday's Rising. Sidewalk's Remanence.

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As a flower, eases it's way through the sidewalk, I see it..
It's color, possesses the town, creating all the by-standers, to frown..

As I walk up to it gracefully, there's nothing more, I've got to find a way oh..Theres nothing more, I've got to find a way, out.

These thorns are protected by a layer, a layer of dust..These thorns are protected a sidewalk.
As I [as I] walk up [walk up] to it [to it] gracefully I'm stopped [stopped] and astounded [astounded] by it's thorns.

As I walk up to it gracefully, I'm stopped and astounded by it's thorns oh no