Besedila: Posies. Burn And Shine.

Burn and shine, son, and keep your spirit clean
For this is not a dress rehearsal
Junior phoenix with your ash-filled eyes
Who will harbor your misfortune

Your mother says, your father says
He does not want to tell you
As if he didn't know you

Behind the lighthouse there's still the hole you made
Better fill it in or it will get you
So talcum powder is now your closest friend
Smooth and white and ordinary

Your father says, your mother says
She does not want to tell you
As if she didn't know you

And in the dream everyone is holding hands
In a circle and you heal, heal

Do you remember the taste of pemmican
Then say hello to Hiawatha
And she's still frowning at your puffy face
Overweight and barely breathing

No one ever said a word
They did not want to tell you
As if they didn't know you
As if they didn't know you
As if they didn't know you

Burn and shine
You burn and shine