Oh, what I would do to rid you Of the hell that torments your deepest memories The strife that we had once endured Are tales that we've kept unheard beneath our fruitful shame
We will bloom We will bloom We will bloom We will bloom We will bloom
I want us to exist Beyond the roots In the deepest trenches, we have yet To discover of our damaged selves
We will bloom We will bloom We will bloom We will bloom We will bloom
If only I could convince time To bestow its kindness upon us Like the dew from trees That sustains all that's beneath
If only I could convince time To bestow its kindness upon us Like the dew from trees That sustains all that's beneath
We'd bloom We'd bloom Through all the hell we've endured We'd bloom
We will bloom We will bloom We will bloom We will bloom We will bloom
If only I could convince time If only I could convince time If only I could convince time If only I could convince time
If only I could convince time If only I could convince time If only I could convince time If only I could convince time