All Yesterdays Flowers

I could tell the child was mine

Took it for a sign

Glimpsed her yellow baby hair

It carried with me everywhere

To Avalon

I was just a restless thing

I was merely dancing

I was in a reckless mood

And I was only passing

Through Avalon (Avalon)

Avalon (Avalon)

Avalon (Avalon), ah

Built for purpose, function, form

Tallest ivory tower

The mirror faced the window

And I argued with my ego

Leaving for the Apple Isle

With nine women watching

And I will miss him all the while

In sleeves that reach the floor tile

In Avalon (Avalon)

Avalon (Avalon)

Avalon (Avalon), ah

Watching on the ancestors

In all yesterday's flowers

Like lotus-eaters, lazy sleep

My useless psychic powers