Wildflowers

There I sit all high and proud
Losing inhibition
I call you in when I want you in
It's true
These things I do

Half the time there'll be no consequence
If I turn a blind eye
But from great height
Smoke is a mirror
And I can't hide
Man, she reads me like I was covered in brail

Come then what of the end?
Brought us here through time spread thin
When all I know is all I think I know
I give all the reason to don't I?
So how you gonna grow?
So how you gonna grow?

Am I rail or am I train?
The dark before the creeping dawn?
Or the linger of the flame?
A magnet in your chest?
Or just your constant second guess?
Constantly aware my times a finite thing
Bullet on a string
Crystal on a web
Love's great vessel
Or just strung out guessing?

Come then what of the end?
Brought us here through time spread then
When I've no mind I'll pay no mind
I give all the meaning to don't I?
So how you gonna grow?
So how you gonna grow?

If you can't face yourself in a picture of flowers
And I picked you flowers
Wild flowers
They're living out their last
In ceremonious
Shuffling out to us
And the blood on my hands is love
The feeling I regret is what I'm counting on
But the difference is
In feeling it out
Or writing it down
I picked you
I picked you
I picked you
I picked you