It was a luscious Spring
You heard the birds sing
Following the beautiful song
You found yourself to belong

In a new town you continued your job
You knew that it had to stop
No one understands what you do
They all think its not true

Your job empowers
Pick the small flowers 
That no one dares to buy
They don't understand why

Town after town you go
Till no more small flowers show
You don't get paid
You're everything but staid

You wake up early in the morning
Without any warning
You go to a local park
Until it gets dark

You observe all the flowers
Some of them look like towers
Your job is to find the small
In between the tall

Once you find the small one
Know you haven't won
Closer and closer you must get
Without scaring it yet

Make sure no tall flowers surround it
Before you commit
In order to get the small flower
You must not show your power

Get closer by acting innocent
Being a normal citizen
Pick it up harmlessly
Acting normally

Come everyday like yesterday
Do not make mistakes
Like a long time ago
When they made you go

Last spring you had to run away
It was not a good day
You approached the flowers too fast
You had to leave the town at last

You've learned from experience
Now theres a difference
You get the small flowers
After the hours

You keep the flowers you pick
Until they get sick
When no small flowers are left
You flee the town, you’re bereft

Town after town you go
Letting nobody know
You love picking small flowers
It truly gives you power

You believe there is nothing wrong