PICK THE ROSE

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Intro

The stoop still warm from the bodies that used to lean The rose still pushing through the crack in the concrete

Verse 1

Duffle strap digging in the shoulder like the weight of the names on the wall The rose pushing through the crack like it don't care about the cost at all Used to chase the night like it owed me something the morning couldn't pay Now the morning light hitting the petals like it trying to show me the way Homies on the wall now the wall got new names in spray The reaper tapping the dash in morse code asking me to pray I stepped over that rose every morning with the bag on my back Chasing what the block said would make the pain in the chest go flat The pictures on the dresser still got the smiles from twenty seventeen But the eyes in the glass don't blink when the flash go mean The porch light buzzing like it trying to tell me something the phone won't The last text still on read like the sender still holding the thread

Pre-chorus

The dirt don't care about the plans we made The clock don't care about the money we saved

Chorus

Pick the rose while it's blooming Life don't wait for the slow ones Bag don't follow where we going So live it like the last one

Verse 2

Seen the reaper wave from the rearview on the Palmetto He don't honk he just smile when the exit come slow The rose was right there by the stoop on 79th I walked past it every day like the bloom was a myth The bag still in the closet but the soul got a tab that the grind can't clear The light on the porch still on but the chairs getting emptier we fear Everybody headed to the same dirt at the end of the line The money stay behind when the clock say it's time The last call at the spot and the tab still open The smile in the mirror looking like a door closing I buried too many chances in the name of the move Now the move look back and it don't look like it knew The rose was right there in the dirt by the stoop I walked past it every day chasing what I thought was the proof

Chorus

Pick the rose while it's blooming Life don't wait for the slow ones Bag don't follow where we going So live it like the last one

Bridge

I buried too many roses in the name of the bag Watched the bloom die while I was chasing what I had If I could go back I would pick it when it showed But the dirt is patient and it already know

Chorus

Pick the rose while it's blooming Life don't wait for the slow ones Bag don't follow where we going So live it like the last one

Outro

Pick the rose while it's blooming

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