My heart is full to bursting
And joy has filled my soul
I am loved and I love
And joy has filled my soul

The sunflower blooms
Beneath a cold heartless moon
On a deep summers eve
In the middle of june
When the nightsong sweetly swoons
The lark from the bough softly croons
On a deep summers eve
In the dark heart of june
The crow flowers true
In the deep dark and blue
On a deep summers eve
In the hot black of june

There is a certain kind of chaos
That I genuinely crave in my bones
The kind of chaos that reaps no destruction
The eases out in puddles and in eddies
That builds love in the grass
And grows trees in the night
That empties itself into the stars
And spills onto the moon,
Nesting around the sun
And warming the hearts of the young