Chlorophytum drinks the rain on cracked cement
Iron drinks the rain, a reddish sentiment
Spokes like sterile needles wait for the sun
Night city hums the damage nearly done
Iron bloom iron bloom cracking through the gloom
Chrome heart beats slow in the midnight perfume
Roots grab the metal life finds a room
Bloom where you're planted escape the tomb
Monstera shadows stretch on wet brick walls
Handlebars grip moss answering silent calls
Photosynthesis fuels the slow decay
Morning light reveals the price we pay
Ficus whispers through the flaking paint
Gears turn to dust a metallic saint
Nitrogen fixes what the rain undoes
Patina spreads like a velvet rose
Iron bloom iron bloom cracking through the gloom
Chrome heart beats slow in the midnight perfume
Roots grab the metal life finds a room
Bloom where you're planted escape the tomb
Dig fingers deep where the tire meets earth
Feel the pulse of a second birth
No mechanic's wrench no chrome rebirth
Just green tendrils claiming what they're worth
Aspidistra thrives on neglect and time
Frame becomes a trellis a quiet climb
Leaves unfurl where the headlamp used to shine
Nature reclaims what the city defines
Iron bloom iron bloom cracking through the gloom
Chrome heart beats slow in the midnight perfume
Roots grab the metal life finds a room
Bloom where you're planted escape the tomb
Iron bloom forever in the gloom
Root and rust share the same perfume
