Cyclamen (In a Box II Version)

I, I know I am dying

Still I'm gonna go trying

I’ll make it better

Cyclamen, you're holding it in again

There's winter in every spring

It's time to let go

Cyclamen, the temperature’s rising again

But you're tuber is absorbing the rain

Continues to grow

I know I am dying

Still I'm gonna go trying

I’ll make it better

It's over. It's over. It's over.

Cyclamen, it's hard to breath ‘cause the air

Is filled with your prayers again

You’ve got to let go

Cyclamen, Time will always be lighter than Pain

It floats away from your stem

You're left with a bulb

I know I am dying

Still I'm gonna go trying

I’ll make it better

It's over. It's over. It's over.

It's over. It's over. It's over. It's over. It's over. It's over. It's over. It's over. It's over.