He has a flowering spade Growing out of his chest Full of magic and healing She is a flowering spade As she moves and she sways You can see that she feels it She's off to dance with the goat boys He's of to sail through your wide open ocean She learned to sing from a siren He learned to swim from a drop in the water There are words there are signs Close your eyes there is magic inside you Hear this box in your mind building frames for to trace your desires She learned to cook from a sailor He learned to cry in an elephant circus She found a recipe for flying He's growing flowers to understand dying Rejoice Hmmm... Oh ma na na... Oh oh Rejoice Oh ma na na... Oh oh Oh ma na na... Oh oh Rejoice There's no such thing as dying Oh oh Rejoice Does anyone feel like flying Oh oh Oh ma na na... Oh oh Oh ma na na... Ooo...