Rows of roses Flor de mayo Perfect Practiced poses Behind my smile Let me be a hurricane of jacarandas strangling figs hanging vines palma de cera I climb What else can I do? River of sundew 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 Deeply madly truly I'll still be okay The way is clearer The life of my dreams I'm fine