16 August 2012
I've got a primrose in my pocket, And a head full of dreams, Yet my heart is full of sorrow, And it's bursting at the seams,
There's a crystal rose pinned to my chest, Right above my heart, Hiding it from people's view, Yet tearing it apart,
A daisy entwined in my hair, A moment of being still, Too many times I've forgotten, And now I never will.
Primrose In My Pocket • Opuss № I