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