As You Flourish

 

To Crown Misery


The crown you made for me was too big
For my head it fell on my eyes
I must admit yeh it sounds stupid but
I have a favor to ask

Bring me back to my heart
It's been a while since we are
In deep regret cause
I planted the seed of greed in our backyard

Hide your scars from what you crave
They've been around since the sound of your name
Someday I'll be gone
One day the crown will be torned
In dreams I left the ground now awake I must fall

As requested by Itay Elkam

"Someday I'll be gone... the crown will be torned"

Referred to the crown in the first verse, I meant this as a natural consequence to growing old. Eventually any form of egotism will fade away as we age.

Bring me back to my heart
It's been a while since we are
In deep regret cause
I planted the seed of greed in our backyard
For once again bring me back


 Trembling Care

I've been in my shell breaking spells with
My sins and my heart split apart
Despite the care of my pride

Rome may be small for you
Late night I fall into
Your open arms and will
Handled by with Trembling Care

I've been where it's always bright from the ground up
I'll paint with a sweep of grey the page I write
Despite I pretend like I'm fine

Rome may be small for you
Late night I fall into
Your open arms and will
Handled by with Trembling Care
Rome may be hard on you
Twenty-five years seems too much to you
To decide if I should learn to live
So open my mind or just cut my wrist

Through tears and feathers
We may fall again asleep