About the guy who bought the flower from the comedy store
He bought a very gently flower of rose
'I'm not going to put it in anywhere else, but your heart," said He.
But, when He did that, nothing happened more than silence
He wondered. Why? He thought carefully. How?
When He found out the reason, He remembered something about the comedy store
"The things there," He thinks, "are very bizzare,"
He found a gypsy's thing in the book called Don't Cheat on Your Dream
And He found a black old cat, looking sharply to the corner where the potrait of John Lennon got hung
Above the big shell contain by a bunch of strange books
But His mind just going places faster than ever
Looking for the truth about the flower
Searching for all the things that might be forgotten
And then He remembered, the strange receipt of the rose.
He felt something
Got the receipt in His hands
He read:
For all the native son of the laughter, of the love, of the life, of the journey and living a dream, and of the skies that wrote all the stories about the stars..
If you can find this flower, and you're about to meet the third decade of your life, I want to tell you, that there's no way for you to learn the same lesson.
Life's change so much
And love now is just the commodity
A little comedy, a little perspective, a little of misunderstanding, a little stupidity, and a little game
For you to win or lose
