In celebration of placing daisies on a rock Let her fly, watch her go The separation defies my wants from her needs Lessons stick, money goes What's in between I wouldn't know Where there's a high, there is a low What's in between I wouldn't know Where there's a high there is a low She paints a picture of purity ridden by the disease In my heart, where it grows Some isolation can bury this deeper into my head You won't like what it shows What's in between I wouldn't know Where there's a high, there is a low What's in between I wouldn't know Where there's a high, there is a low