Came straight from the rose bush/ Jetsam floating in my head

Picked right from the thorns/ Disturbing the tranquility of my mind

Time stops for nobody/ Tapping into my inner peace

But I welcome it just fine/ Rotting everything inside

Until every petal falls/ I want to grab the devil by the horns

Until every leaf decays/ Rip them off completely

I will be here alone/ Wear them on my head

Thorns and all/ Make the world nervous

And that’s okay/ The sea calms and the fruit ripens

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