Garden of Becoming

[Intro] [Verse 1] Crimson rose in the shadows, thorns curled tight, A fire I carried, tempered by night. Lavender whispers from mornings unspent, A fragrance of mercy I never could repent. Daisy-child laughter, cracked earth in her hands, Believing in wonder where the broken land stands. They knelt here before me, their bruises laid bare, Left petals as maps for the road I now bear. [Chorus] Home is a garden where the lost ones remain, A chorus of echoes in the rain’s soft refrain. I walk through the wreckage, the bloom and the thorn, To meet every shadow where my bones were reborn. [Verse 2] The doubter left ivy, a climb toward the light, The dreamer wove stardust through unyielding night. The one who stayed silent, the one who outran— Their stems twist together in the soil where I stand. [Bridge] Not untouched, not unbroken, but rooted in clay, A mosaic of winters, a summoning of May. They knew I’d return with a quieter name, To gather their silence like kindled flame. [Chorus] Home is a garden where the lost ones remain, A chorus of echoes in the rain’s soft refrain. I walk through the wreckage, the bloom and the thorn, To meet every shadow where my bones were reborn. [Outro]