Sweet Sweet Bulbs

Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet, bulbs grow in my latest garden
Warm, warm, warm, warm, warm sun-fingers wave
In my latest garden
Flowers dance, their faces braveCome talk freely in the garden of my lady
Her hominy smile, her hominy snatch
Only a crow would peck and a chicken would scratchHer lips turned up to kiss
I see ya, Phoebe, baby, in your bonnet
With the sunset written on it
In the shadow of a tree curled around her knee in colorAnd just behind ya was the sea of negativity
Tinklin' like mercury in the wind
Her feet kept by the ground, her toes bare brownHer carriage, she'd abandoned like a hand-me-down
She walked back into nature, a queen uncrowned
She had just recognized herself to be an heir to the throneHer garden gate swings lightly without weight
Open to most anyone that needs a little freedom
For God's sake
Oh, come as many as you canIn dark or light you're free to grow as flowers
Share her throne and use her toothbrush and spend some interesting hours