Flora

On her feet, in the street, roaming with a stride (gonna get there)
Bittersweet, bittersweet, floating like a child (with a hunger)
In her dream, is a spring, inching to (dominate your story)
Never sleeps, never sleeps, hunting you (gonna wake your soul)
She was born, in a storm, you have no defense
Never owned, never scorned, looming to (overtake your story)
In your home, in your bone, lurking, seizing time
She will come, when you're numb, blowing out your mind
You'll be made and you'll be created, soon she won't stop rooting in
It's truly fate, It's truly fatal, soon, she won't stop blooming into the night, bright

Little one, brittle one, show her all you dread
In her heart, is a start, numbing all you did
Bitter Sun, bitter Sun, threw you in this flow (unadjusted)
Never hide, never fight, lean in to (elevate your story)
When you dread, when you're scared, she'll be by your side
In a breeze, through the trees, blooming through your night
You'll be made and you'll be created, soon she won't stop rooting in
It's truly fate, It's truly fatal, soon, she won't stop blooming into the night, bright