[Verse 1] Boots hit bark mulch Heat rolls slow Gary sets the table Leaves start to glow [Chorus] Wild bloom—ain’t from seed Cult moves—like prophecy One cut—hearts go wide You don’t pick—she decides [Verse 2] Desert rain in a jug of mist Hands so calm, wrists don’t twist He don’t sell—he lets ‘em leave If they choose you—you believe [Bridge – Echoed + Guitar FX Layered] No badge, no sign Still you find The one that calls From deep root lines [Final Chorus – Drift-Out, Sung + Spoken Layered] Wild bloom—makes no sound Gary smiles—feet on ground One leaf—changes pace Plant cult—rides with grace
