Rings Grow - Florist

I used to think I was leaves

But I’m bark

And I’m peeling away

And my bones are the branches that regrow in the springtime

If there’s one thing that I believe

It’s that the wind can make you a child again

If there’s one thing that I believe

It’s that the wind can make you a child again

If there’s one thing that I believe

It’s that my body will be the same wherever I bleed