Joy Electric - Marigoldeness

Spiral to the treasure chest
The painted tops, a pretty dress
She'll catch them if she can
and through the stairways of the castle she flies
Hoping for the bridge to open
Springtime once again, ends

I'm blessed with her marigoldeness
I'm blessed with her marigoldeness

She dreams of a splendor cone
Of strawberry and honeycomb
In forests of delight
I'm made to tend to the ever blooming flowers
Our lives are rich in these still hours
And I'll remember these things