Subterranean Bloom

The tunnel smells of stone

The water drips below

You carry the old lantern

And tell me where to go

We joined a restoration project

Beneath the historic district

You studied underground gardens

I documented the architecture

We worked through endless evenings

Among forgotten passageways

Tonight the final chamber

Is ready for inspection

You show me all the seedlings

Growing beneath the lamps

Subterranean bloom

Life beneath the streets

Subterranean bloom

Where our shadows meet

No sunlight on the ceiling

But something's growing here

Subterranean bloom

I want to keep you near

You tell me you've accepted

A position at the gardens

That will keep the project running

For several more years

I say my documentation

Could become a longer study

You take me to the chamber

Where we began in spring

The smallest plants are flowering

Beneath the artificial light

Subterranean bloom

Life beneath the streets

Subterranean bloom

Where our shadows meet

No sunlight on the ceiling

But something's growing here

Subterranean bloom

I want to keep you near

You switch the lantern off

And leave the growing lamps

I take your hand between mine

And listen to the water

Subterranean bloom

Life beneath the streets

Subterranean bloom

Where our shadows meet

No sunlight on the ceiling

But something's growing here

Subterranean bloom

I want to keep you near

The city sleeps above us

We stay beneath the flowers