Rosebush - Bellows

And I wanna come with you, rosebush

The bleeding nose, we tore our clothes on it

I won’t be arriving soon

But you know I’m coming from the way I write to you

I wanna come with you, rosebush

In thorns enclosed was the deepest source of it

Hold onto your sores and come

With the thorny rosebush, the thorny fact of it

And I wanna come with you, horseman

The speeding horse, we spent our lives on it

I won’t be arriving soon

But you know I’m coming from the way I speak of you

I wanna come with you, rosebush

He’s fooled each time, but again it surprises him

Real chance that it cuts his thumb

With a sour face til the very end of it

Trouble just follows you around

You burn your whole world down, I want no part in it

But I cannot ignore it’s in me

I want violet, crimson, existence in binary

And I wanna come with you, rosebush

The bleeding nose, we tore our clothes on it

LIke a child I need these roses

Though thorns enclose them

I reach out my hand and try to hold