The flower doesn't have to grow
But the sunlight is a friendly song
And the flower only wants
To join in the chorus
The flower doesn't need to bloom
Leaves and petals wasted soon
Its only shows us color
Because it wants too

But it seems it understands
That the whole world only really wants
Something that is beautiful
The flower is a friend of mine

The mystic sees the heavens
Only to then proclaim
That he cannot understand
What it means
When sun and moon play tug of war
Axels on a loaded cart
Carrying the weight of the world
Because nothing else can

The sun doesn't have to share its light
It could run and hide
The moon doesn't have to spend its day
Influencing the tide

And if its not for something painful
What would we know of joy
Why do we just destroy
To then rebuild
Well the seasons don't have to change
And we don't have to love
And all these things become
Only just because