Bodega Rose - Kesang Marstrand

Rainy bodega roses

The shop never closes

They change shifts at dawn

Even in the smallest hours

Fresh cut red flowers

But you just walk on

My love my grey eyed

City child

We could've grown wild

We could've grown wild

This is what we chose

The endless night

The bodega rose

Odd shadows of trees in the park

Claim the darkest dark

While we sleep

Tangled beneath the covers

Tangled in each other

And try to dream deep

My love my grey eyed

City child

We could've grown wild

We could've grown wild

But this is what we chose

The endless night

The bodega rose

Silence is wedded to sound

That comes up through the ground

Singing for us

But few things moves us like before

Nothing anymore

Is what it once was

My love my grey eyed

City child

We could've grown wild

We could've grown wild

But this is what we chose

The endless night

The bodega rose

My love my grey eyed

City child

We could've grown wild

This is what we chose

The endless night

The bodega rose

In deep was no kind of test

We just choks

The lonelyness we bored and best