On her feet, in the street, roaming with a stride ( gonna get there )

Bittersweet, bittersweet, floating like a child ( with a hunger )

In her dream, is a spring, inching to ( dominate your story )

Never sleeps, never sleeps, hunting you ( gonna wake your soul )

She was born, in a storm, you have no defense

Never owned, never scorned, looming to ( overtake your story )

In your home, in your bone, lurking, seizing time

She will come, when you're numb, blowing out your mind

You'll be made and you'll be created, soon she won't stop rooting in.

It's truly fate, It's truly fatal, soon, she wont stop blooming into the night, bright.

Little one, brittle one, show her all you dread

In her heart, is a start, numbing all you did

Bitter sun, bitter sun, threw you in this flow ( unadjusted )

Never hide, never fight, lean in to ( elevate your story )

When you dread, when you're scared, she'll be by your side

In a breeze, through the trees, blooming through your night

You'll be made and you'll be created, soon she won't stop rooting in.

It's truly fate, It's truly fatal, soon, she wont stop blooming into the night, bright.