I just made something unexpected
Something sharp, something new
What could I do if I just grew what I was feelin' in the moment
Know where you're going
What could I do if I just knew it didn't need to be perfect
It just needed to be? And they'd let me be?
A hurricane of jacarandas
Strangling figs, hanging vines
Palma de cera fills the air as I climb
And I push through
What else can I do
