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WALLS INTO FLOWERS
WORDS & MUSIC: Earl P. Reinhalter
CHORUS: you turned the castle walls,
you turned the castle walls,
you turned the castle walls
into flowers.
now my garden won't heal,
my garden won't heal,
my garden won't heal
until the final hours.
BRIDGE: in a dark darkroom
in the darkest night,
in the catacomb
of the dim red light,
you didn't want to go,
I could hardly stand,
now thousands of angels
are waving my hand.
CHORUS: you turned the castle walls,
you turned the castle walls,
you turned the castle walls
into flowers.
now my garden won't heal,
my garden won't heal,
my garden won't heal
until the final hours.
© Copyright 1997 Earl P. Reinhalter. All Rights Reserved.
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