Lyrics
By way of booze and nicotine and weed
I learned vulnerability
Took a few slides down the mountain
To find my way onto two feet
So when I think about you
It makes all the bruises of the hard truth worth it
That alone I am a broken man, solo I’m just second hand effort
I am the desert, and baby you’re the bloom
Go on baby bloom
I find the older I get the less
I care more about me
Had to live with death of myself
For my soul to be evergreen
So when I think about you
I get teary eyed seeing it come true
Before you I was drying out, you brought rain and washed me out for better
I am the desert, and baby you’re the bloom
Go on baby bloom
You are flowers
You are June
You are rebirth
I never knew
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