[Verse 1: Prof. K]

Light as a feather

The meaning float with the weather, man

Busy writing words, they're just searching for a letter, man

Redder sand

Slighter hand

Greco-Roman world, Pandora just switched to wiser cans

In a combine of picket fencing confines

Hidden in a culture from cherry blossoms to bonsais

Bond-tie, Capulet to Montague

Ending in the suicide of unity among the youth

Among the booth where "pacifism"'s a verb

Everything that you see ain't always of what you heard

This is last of the fantasies

Visions of the Pharisees

Throwing Phoenix Downs for endless amounts of buried streets

[Hook]

Death and Beauty of flowers that don't March

Forbidden behind the pounds of starch

So I throw my head back and pen back and feet

Annotate the world while gathered upon peace

This is

The Death and Beauty of flowers that don't March

Forbidden behind the pounds of starch

So I throw my head back and pen back and feet

Annotate the world while gathered upon peace

This is...

[Verse 2: Prof. K]

The demon-fairies that honored us with a riddle

"Get big until you die or live and be belittled?"

And wondering what was chiseled, just another monument

Couple stone shapes preserving what rocks meant

They wanted to rock tense, 'cuz that words out to get ya

And won't stop til its ripped up

Or rips ya

With a rib-shot

'Til them goals up

Even Heaven put them tolls up.

Tired of falling down? Tell 'em "hold up."

Hold up...

[Hook x2]

Death and Beauty of flowers that don't March

Forbidden behind the pounds of starch

So I throw my head back and pen back and feet

Annotate the world while gathered upon peace

This is

The Death and Beauty of flowers that don't March

Forbidden behind the pounds of starch

So I throw my head back and pen back and feet

Annotate the world while gathered upon peace

This is