Mouth of a Flower

The mouth of a flower

The hummingbird waits

Guarding his morsel

As he takes, and he takes, and he takes

And the mussel underwater

The seagull's plate

In the tide, running after

As it takes, and it takes, and it takes

And we take, and we take, and we take

And we take, and we take, take, take

And the huckleberry climber

The soul of a lark

Climbing the church walls

To the golden choir

And the worry of a mother

The creaking of a gate

Do ghosts get hungry?

'Cause they take, and they take, and they take

And we take, and we take, and we take

And we take, and we take, take, take

And the life of a father

King Solomon unlit

Lived out through his daughter

To the golden choir

The mussel underwater

The algae in bloom

And what more could he offer?

What more to do?

The mouth of a flower

The hummingbird waits

Guarding her morsel

As she takes, and she takes, and she takes

And we take, and we take, and we take

And we take, and we take, take, take

And we take, and we take, and we take

And we take, and we take, take, take