Blue Flower - Xeno & Oaklander

His parents

Were already in bed

And asleep

The wind

Blew in gusts

And shook the windows

At times the room would suddenly be lit

By moonbeams

The young man would thrash around while remembering

The stranger

No

It’s not those treasures

No

It’s the blue flower

That I’m dying to discover

His parents

Were already in bed

And asleep

The wind

Blew in gusts

And shook the windows

At times the room would suddenly be lit

By moonbeams

The young man would thrash around while remembering

The stranger

No

It’s not those treasures

No

It’s the blue flower

That I’m dying to discover