Roses

Climbing In a center, step by step Fighting Winding my spine to get My limbs To hit, to fit the hole Hiding Amidst the grip, but oh Throwback! My fingertips feel like Moses! Skipping beside divides Oh shit! No grip, my tips just hit Roses Sticking out the wall, so I fall Roses hiding where the shouldn't be I keep seeing your face I keep seeing your face I keep seeing your face I keep seeing your face I keep seeing your face I keep seeing your face I keep seeing your face I keep seeing your face I'm feeling the wind in my hair and my ears I'm steering away out of here Into the open, to fix what is broken, to be Alone as I make the end of the Road, that I may depend, oh I Hope, that My breaks don't fail, but they're Roses! Roses hiding where they shouldn't be I keep seeing your face I keep seeing your face I keep seeing your face I keep seeing your face I keep seeing your face I keep seeing your face I keep seeing your face I keep seeing your face