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Oh, it is a mystery like a lover’s touch, brings a blossom from a winter’s bud.
Oh, it is a mystery like my lover’s touch, brings a blossom from a winter’s bud.

I’m gonna lose what I came here for, I’m gonna lose everything I love.
If only for a minute, just to be alive before I hit the ground right below this vine.
And it’s worth it, it’s worth it.

Lay back, baby, time go slow, I feel like honey filled on hope.
Tangled in branches, laced beneath the green, oh you never seen skin so clean.
And it’s worth it, it’s worth it.

Oh, it is a mystery like a lover’s touch, brings a blossom from a winter’s bud.
Oh, it is a mystery like my lover’s touch, brings a blossom from a winter’s bud.

Stamen and a pistil, hips and joints, all the petals gather and come to a point,
Blooming in the branches with all my might, everybody knows what comes after ripe.
Hyacinth and cherry, daffodil, rolling altogether out in the field.
And it’s worth it, it’s worth it.

Oh, it is a mystery like a lover’s touch, brings a blossom from a winter’s bud.
Oh, it is a mystery like my lover’s touch, brings a blossom from a winter’s bud.

Wilt and wither with all you have left, beauty is defiance in the face of death.
Hard ice on the winter, ashes in the fall, I wonder if there ever was a flower here at all.
But it’s worth it, it’s worth it.