Oh, what I would do to rid you
Of the hell that torments your deepest memories
The strife that we had once endured
Are tales that we've kept unheard
beneath our fruitful shame

We will bloom
We will bloom
We will bloom
We will bloom
We will bloom

I want us to exist
Beyond the roots
In the deepest trenches, we have yet
To discover of our damaged selves

We will bloom
We will bloom
We will bloom
We will bloom
We will bloom

If only I could convince time
To bestow its kindness upon us
Like the dew from trees
That sustains all that's beneath

If only I could convince time
To bestow its kindness upon us
Like the dew from trees
That sustains all that's beneath

We'd bloom
We'd bloom
Through all the hell we've endured
We'd bloom

We will bloom
We will bloom
We will bloom
We will bloom
We will bloom

If only I could convince time
If only I could convince time
If only I could convince time
If only I could convince time

If only I could convince time
If only I could convince time
If only I could convince time
If only I could convince time

If only I could convince time