And the Petals Fall | ✔

Hey Silver

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Hey Silver, oh Silver, rain on me as you go

Striding past the earthen pots, chasing after Gold

Call me when your pricey rust can cut through pithy skin,

When you can make the smiths cry out their callousing chagrin.

When the snow paints your eyelids from dark to white to blue,

And all the mammoth waters flow back to their ripened rue,

Remember that I called your name when you fell in the green

And pulled you out of lunacy and cleaned your scummy sheen.

Call it a tooting horn if you really believe it so,

But I need all the ivory to taste your moony glow

A little dust, a scorching spark, give anything at all

Every sequin offered will adorn my torrid walls.

Sink me in the deepest glass, I'll find a boat to row,

Hey Silver, Oh Silver, rain on me as you go.

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