[Verse 1]
Now, imagine a stage decorated with intention
This stage is obviously, literally, falling apart
A rose is a rose, is a rose, is a cigarette
The stage, is now decorated, with cigarette smoke
From a hundred, no, from a thousand mouths in synchrony
This is every cigarette my mother ever smoked

[Refrain]
Dreaming to, to be a rose
But too far to be a rose

[Verse 2]
I was singing in my room
She smoked on the balcony
Long inhales and long exhales
Performed in choreography
Over our dead-end town
Smoke moving delicately
Dreaming up the summer air
Like our real body

[Refrain]
To be a rose
But too far to be a rose
[Verse 2]
Music travels dressed in hazer
Dressed as us, if you didn't get it
If you didn't get it
And so I dress in the stage
The microphone, the flowerbed
Underneath is curtain calling, follow me, flower instead

[Outro]
Give me a rose
Too far to be a rose