Let the willows bloom

Dried out and decayed

Planted on wasted soil

No room, to grow

My roots keep rotting away

And as your siren song

Keeps raining down on my withered head

It's clear to me, that I can't keep

Up this pathetic charade

The shit you put me through

To be subdued by you

The pain, each day

Let the willows bloom

The mold beneath the bark

The parasites in the leaves

Every broken branch

Will die off and feed the soil beneath

When leaves turn into thorns, it’s time for me to reflect

To butcher all my regrets

To drag your weight up the hill

Now I know there’s no exception at all

There’s no balance restored, no lesson learned

These patterns want you to break

Break

Would have been, could have been, should have been, eradicate What is left

I am lost, cut me off, now you're gone

I throw up all the poison

The rites you carved in me

The vows I never spoke

I learned to kneel in silence

now I'm standing strong

If you hear the branches scrape

Against the chapel roof

Not all prayers ascend

you need to hear the truth

Let the willows bloom

The rites you carved in me

Were never meant to be

You're gone for good

Let the willows bloom