Red rose buds
In a garden of tuberoses
Difference of opinions

Red rose buds
In a vase full of tuberoses
Freshers party

Red rose buds
In a garland of tuberoses
Gleam

Rose buds
In a garland of tuberoses
Overwhelmed

A room full of tuberoses
Two rose buds, budding  
Still

Red rose buds  and tuberoses
In a perfumery
Blend

The same sweeping rhythm
A cold winter fades
Quick as the summer settles
And the spring walks in like a dear friend

A bird on a solitary tree sings
Every morning in springtime
The flower flutter in a sprightly dance
In utter delight

While the rain drains the skies
The rhythm lives on
And I, in hopes of spring
But I too am like the rain

Take my love in bundles of flowers
I carry it on my shoulder
It is springtime
The blossoms have fallen asleep

When the trees jail the starlight in its silhouette
The spectral beings poisoned by fear
Relinquish their daggers
The moon lands a spell upon the spectators

They cry havoc
Stealing glances from the dark ravens
Casting a curse of their own on the souls
As the light peers in

They twist the trees till they tremble in fear
Soon the soothsayer will walk among us
Broken shards of armor across its body of ice
Through the depths of the dark

The war between night and day
It emerges and soon dies
I'm afraid
Why haven't you drowned me yet?

From songbirds that sang sweet
Out of the thick of trees
And their music flowed
With the melody of crackling leaves

Their voices reached out clear
Fall's branches touching the sudden drizzle
I heard them all
Before they were lost to time

When the mind is gone
An audacious soul remains
It holds up these pillars of dust
Year after year