Rows of roses Flor de mayo by the mile Perfect Practiced poses Behind my smile If I just grew It needed to be Let me be a hurricane of jacarandas strangling figs hanging vines palma de cera fills the air I climb I push through What else can I do? River of sundew It's carnivorous the shiver of something new So sick of pretty I want something true How far do these roots go down? How far can I rise? Through the roof To the skies Deeply madly truly I'll still be okay The way is clearer The life of my dreams Someday be mine My power would grow I'm fine