Sunshine Lilly holds three roses
All beautiful
Though two have crumbled
One is wilted
Sunshine Lilly holds three roses
And speaks of glory
Speaks of salvation and recovery
The remainder speaks of nothing
Sad and wilted, sings a song
Sings of wolves
Hungry and waiting
Beautiful and grinning
The remainder speaks of knowing
Says that knowing is all we got
And I got plenty of knowing
I know the wolves are at my door.
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