Suffocating the Bloom - Echolyn

I feel that I’m always sawing through the branch

That I’m sitting on, I hope it will never break free

But I know that my cut’s not the real problem here

It’s a cancer that’s in the body of this tree

And all the boughs will break and all the leaves will crumble

If they’re not allowed to grow

They’ll surely fall to be swept away

And the bloom will feel the rake

When the blossom takes it’s tumble

If they’re not allowed to grow they’ll surely fall

A flower must have sunlight like a song must be heard

The ego needs an audience for the id to be stirred

But if we sell for the sake of sales

And those that want to buy

Are we playing for ourselves or just acting out a lie?

Life is far too simple for our lives to be complex

We take things like God, love, and life

And pile them in our human mess

We suffocate the bloom with man-made walls and fences

We suffocate the bloom with false righteousness