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  1. Tulips

From the album Undulating

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Lyrics

There are tulips planted in a random fig tree garden
Tulips of red and magenta break dancing in the lightning and thunder
There are tulips devouring sweet dew in the last few sleeping hours
Such deliciousness is carefully recorded
by the local trooper known as Newton’s Third Law

Let it be known that in this region one-night secrets are cotton candy
Dissolving before you can wrap your tongue round the sweetness
Let it also be heard for the following weeks the subject shall be sentenced to
The inevitable circumambulating over analysis of one’s worthiness

But thank you, for showing me how silly I’ve been in not loving myself
And thank you, for showing me how silly I’ve been in not loving myself