In celebration of placing daisies on a rock
Let her fly, watch her go
The separation defies my wants from her needs
Lessons stick, money goes
What's in between I wouldn't know
Where there's a high, there is a low
What's in between I wouldn't know
Where there's a high there is a low
She paints a picture of purity ridden by the disease
In my heart, where it grows
Some isolation can bury this deeper into my head
You won't like what it shows
What's in between I wouldn't know
Where there's a high, there is a low
What's in between I wouldn't know
Where there's a high, there is a low
