flowers.

[Intro]
Feeling I'm nothing but all my regrets, reaching for memories I'm scared to forget
Meaning to tell you how much you had meant, but no reason to talk with the voice of the dead
"Don't lose hope," you had said, keep it close to my chest
Like a Rose, dried and pressed, something old with no scent

[Verse 1]
Now I'm living my life, looking through new eyes, in hopes you'd enjoy it
How I'm searching that high, to pursue what lies beyond all your choices
All the pain I avoided, what they say in the noises
I know how they talk, disappointed, every finger that's pointed
I've grown to block the sounds and focus on the view
Sow the grounds so others start to bloom
Find a town to help somebody new
There's no doubt, that's what the hero would do
My life in review, I'm living my- now to look back and review
Like a dry rose with a dab of perfume
It's something I hold to remind me of you

[Pre-Chorus]
I'm here, still here, learning how to race, with time
I'm working toward a different life
One of hope, when the party is over

[Chorus]
As the seasons change, and all but few remain
When your memory is washed away by rain
After cold nights, when the sun shines
I'll be here to give your flowers

[Pre-Verse]
Thought I'd be fine with a life in stasis, so many people a God created
How in the world could two be fated?
All the words, but I cannot say it, every turn and I'm forced to face it
Gotta learn from all my mistakes, and, through the Ferns is how I'll awaken

[Verse 2]
But why? We fill our lives with what we can choose
But don't decide who we get to lose, we gift a life, but it dies so soon
I'll try to find a light that you once produced
And though, in time, they will be gone, too, while they're alive, I will be sure to
To stop and smell the Roses
Forget me, not all of our moments
'Til death, we wash the mud, and rise above
To understand the Lotus, Tulips that spoke for generations
Search the cosmos and all carnations
To give a gift of life, to fill our lives with short celebrations

[Chorus]
As the seasons change, and all but few remain
When your memory is washed away by rain
After cold nights, when the sun shines
You live on through all your flowers

[Outro]
I'm here, still here, learning how to race with time
Begging for the reason why
When you go, will I know is it over?