Grow

I’ve seen fishes swimming through my flows

Leading me to rivers I didn’t want to know

I’ve seen daisies that I’ve helped to grow

And Every one was laced with hidden thorns below

Mmmmm

Chorus:

Life’s a garden where the roses can die slow

They can die slow, we can die slow

We still long for the bloom coming right after the blow

Right after the blow comes the time to grow

I’ve walked on paths where the shadows loom

Chasing sunlight but it didn’t even break through

I’ve felt the rain wash me to the roots

Leaving me breathless with nothing but the truth

Mmmmm

Chorus:

Life’s a garden where the roses can die slow

They can die slow, we can die slow

We still long for the bloom coming right after the blow

Right after the blow comes the time to grow

Maybe thorns make the flowers sweet

Maybe scars make the soul complete

I’ve sang with pain sweeping off my feet

Is it the struggle that’ll make the the outcome neat?

Chorus:

Life’s a garden where the roses can die slow

They can die slow, we can die slow

We still long for the bloom coming right after the blow

Right after the blow, comes the time to grow

I’ve bled for beauty and I’ve hurt for the show

Hurting for the show is why I had to grow.