Have the flower in your hand,


Cupped in rainbow raindrops.

See the electric wires blaze at the joined-up parts,

Cupped in rainbow raindrops.

Feel the river's sentiment move upstream,

Cupped in rainbow raindrops.

You cry and speak this rainy dew,

But does it mean anything of sentimental value to you?

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You had the flower in your hand,

Cupped in rainbow raindrops.

You saw the electric wires blaze at the joined-up parts,

Cupped in rainbow raindrops.

You felt the river's sentiment move up stream,

Cupped in rainbow raindrops.

But do they mean anything of sentimental value to you?



I saw you have, had, feel, felt, see, and saw these special things,

But you never showed any attention to them.

Maybe you just sit and hide your thoughts from me,

Maybe you just can't notice these tiny details that happen every minute of every day of every year.

Maybe you haven't discovered these miniature rainbow raindrops,

That you're covered in from head to toe, yet.

But you are cupped in rainbow raindrops.