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Flicker of a spark in the morning chill
Quietly waking up
on the hill
Warmth begins to rise,
a gentle hand
Breathing color back into the land And it grows,
and it bends (ooh-ooh) Where the winter ends
Watch the petals opening wide
Rising with the summer tide All the colors starting to flow
In the bright synthetic glow (yeah-eah)
Sunlight cutting through the heavy haze
Counting down the quietest of days
Every branch is stretching to the sky Dancing as the clouds are
passing by
We are blooming (ooh-ooh)