Flowers died a long time ago my friend
And they're hanging on the wall
With wax and thread

When you were young
Did you think it would ever end?
When you were young
Did you think it would ever end?

Sylvia was a girl that I knew best
And she wore the finest eyelid dress
And she sits in her room painting golden moons
And she sits in her room painting golden moons

Oh, what am I to do
Without a man to see me through?
Oh, what am I to do
Without a man to see me through?
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I'm more than blue, I'm violet

Lyla met a man that she loved best
And he died in a fiery crash

And the hole is wide
The hole is wide, the hole is wide
And the hole is wide
The hole is wide, the hole is wide

Oh, what am I to do
Without a man to see me through?
Oh, what am I to do
Without a man to see me through?
I'm more than blue, I'm violet

Sylvia was a girl that I knew best