Due to new constraints The circumstance is beyond console and I will lend a hand By throwing up my hands And accepting that we are stepping on the roses The stately display of this house Belies the groan of boards now rotted out We all share a flaw that's in our weft. We are stepping on the roses Consequence be damned we've picked our poison Water mixed with compounds of ash and lime Smothered, endless, peace of mind I tried so hard in hopes you'd know my name What's the saying that they have About the tallest blades of grass? We all share a fault that knotted in our weft. We are stepping on the roses Welcome home. In this house rules don't apply Scrape the knee and I will play the sand. Knowing better but firm I stand It's hard to forget the first time I felt shame. I tried so hard in hopes you'd know my name I try but can't shake the feeling of the first time