Of Roses

Staying up late

‘Cause the night needs my company

And in the days

My body moves with muscle memory

What a waste

And in the hearts of all the champions

I face

Throwing horseshoes throwing shade

Losing focus shifting through

The hours of the day

Running up hill from the

Permanent escape

Holding on tightly to this plastic bouquet

Of roses

What’s it for

My beating heart that’s pounding

On the door

To the locked up china cabinet

I need more

Than four walls around this fragile

Sorrow

Throwing horseshoes throwing shade

Losing focus shifting through

The hours of the day

Running up hill from the

Permanent escape

Holding on tightly to this

Plastic bouquet

Of roses, of roses

If time stood still

Just for a moment so I

Could feel a thrill

And remove this heavy blanket

In dreams

I see your face and I tremble

I don’t wanna leave

Throwing horseshoes throwing shade

Losing focus shifting through the

Hours of the day

Running up hill from the

Permanent escape

Holding on tightly to this

Plastic bouquet

Of roses, of roses, of roses, of roses