Iris

Irises grow where they buried anger I've always held them sacred Now, a dangerous truth If I can't cut the root I'll always feel I have to prove That I can hold these grudges for the others So they'll love me too But if the seeds are rotten, are we the rotten fruit?

The damage stretching limb to root Finally bit off more than I can chew 'Round the high holidays Surrounded by all we love, we erase Become what we've tried to change Since a child can't choose their name Those cracks in the walls Surrounding all that we love and embrace

Since a child we've been made to choose Can we break this chain And still hold on too? 'Cause if leaves are lying, are we not lying too? The problem stretching limb to root Finally bit off more than I can chew Now I can't chew When do we work on you?

How it just works on you And it just works on you How it just works on you But if the trees are dying, are we not dying too? The damage stretching limb to root Can we break the chain, begin to chew? Begin to choose? 'Cause if the seeds are rotting, are we not rotting too? And if the leaves are lying, are we not lying too? And if the trees are dying, are we not dying too? Are we not dying too? Are we not dying too? We're not dying too, we're not dying too