Sweet Green Man

Without fail he bends his light in love to you
And colors your name in all the spaces of his places
Run to him girl, pot of gold

A more true bow in all the rain in all the world you’ll not find
Redeem his hope and offer up your second chance
Soothe him girl, pot of gold

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