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  • Id:

    f054f4508db6b029cd149f20e293819425b11c8abc241f25ae24f11480bfba44

  • Prompt:

    An amazing dog sitting on a bench looking at the flowers

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    Watching the Flowers

  • Description:

    In the image, a brown and white dog is sitting on a park bench, looking sad. The bench is located in a park setting, surrounded by trees and flowers. The dog appears to be the main focus of the scene, capturing the viewer's attention with its somber expression. The park's atmosphere is serene and peaceful, providing a calm environment for the dog to sit and contemplate its thoughts.

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  • Lyrics:

    Title: Watching the Flowers
Tags: Acoustic, Folk, Male Voice

[Intro, Acoustic guitar]  
Oh, he's sitting there all alone,  
In the park where the flowers have grown,  
Looking at the petals as they fall,  
A brown and white dog, lost in it all.  

[Verse 1]  
The trees are swaying in the breeze,  
He looks so still, like he's trying to please,  
The flowers, they smile as they wave,  
But his eyes are full of something so brave.  

[Pre-Chorus]  
Is it the weight of the world on his mind?  
Does he think of the days he left behind?  

[Chorus]  
Oh, he's just watching the flowers bloom,  
In the silence of this quiet room,  
The world keeps turning, but he's standing still,  
With a heart so full, it's almost a chill.  

[Verse 2]  
His fur's so soft, his posture so neat,  
He waits by the bench in the warm summer heat,  
But there's a sadness that shines through his eyes,  
Like he's been waiting for a long goodbye.  

[Pre-Chorus]  
Maybe he’s lost, maybe he’s found,  
But he’s sitting here, not making a sound.  

[Chorus]  
Oh, he's just watching the flowers bloom,  
In the silence of this quiet room,  
The world keeps turning, but he's standing still,  
With a heart so full, it's almost a chill.  

[Bridge]  
If only he could run, feel the grass on his paws,  
Would he find the peace he's looking for?  

[Outro]  
But for now, he’ll sit by the flowers,  
With his quiet thoughts, through these long hours.  
The park will whisper, the flowers will sway,  
And he'll watch the world pass him away.