Flower

ONE
Is this a thing we should be in?
Is this a fight that we can win?
If there was something that had no name,
would you treat it just the same?
If there was a flower that had not a name,
Could you adore it just the same?
As these heavy thoughts taunt our little minds.
We need a Gift.
Perhaps a bit more time.
 
CHORUS
We're a life on trial,
just for your titillation.
Our pain served warm for your fasination.
In the dark dungeon that is your mind.
Your antique lies won't let you see,
the wonder that this thing will be.                
In the dark dungeon which feeds your crimes,
Your aphotic essence has twisted your spine.
Will your dry heart ever see,
the beauty that this thing will be.  
 
TWO
Is this a thing we should not be in?
Is it a fight, if we can't win?
As you bend your back to brake our souls,
why do you teach the thorn to choke the rose?
Your heavy thoughts so haunt our little minds.
Just tell us the words you want to hear.
From our hearts,
straight to your ear.  
You found a flower without a name.
We thought you'd love it just the same?!
 
THREE
This thing we found, that we're in.
Its name is Love, so we're gonna win.  
We are your flower, come speak our name.
Then feel the beauty you couldn't  tame.
we found this thing and gave it life.
where there's  a will, there's always a fight.
Your Heavy thoughts bought Peace to our minds.
Sometimes The Gift Of Love, is just The Gift Of Time