Out From The Undergrowth

You give me room to grow And I'll take root to influence a change In patterns I know you'll have to see to believe The winter left between us A closed casket procession To spring back, eyes wide open To the first signs of flowering Lack of support Translated to Lack of interference Time to do What was needed Time to be Who I needed me to be. An ill nature wounded the dreamer A crown of flowers adorned In this endless dizzying dance You equate to romance Conjure up what ails you And spew it in their face The vines that bind you Constrict no more Falling through the trees It's your choice to choose Up or down Falling up or down You choose There's a garden of flowers in your throat A bloom of greens and yellows Wilting from red to grey To decay with the sentences You use to condemn Used to be that you were the mother of this all. Before you used the shadows to cast out the light With the changing of the leaves Locked in this battle of Nurture vs nature When you know as well as I The colors worn that day When we arrived to discover September came with the fall Conjure up what ails you And spew it in their face The vines that bind you Constrict no more Falling through the trees It's your choice to choose Up or down Falling up or down You choose You choose whether to carry the signal Or make us what we fear most What we fear most Fear You swore surface deep Was all this would amount to That all my dreams would decay With the changing of the leaves Locked in this battle of Nature vs nurture When you know as well as I The colors worn that day