Roses

I´ve walked the distance, I paid my dues and
tried to have a go at what I thought
I knew was real, held
no appeal
I´ve been to places, I´ve seen the tidings,
I bought a book of rules for every coin
that I could steal
And so I came to gaze upon the stars, when
they were yet unborn
And consequently, tear at my old scars,
and the mask I had outworn

So when I´m crying alone
Yeah, when I´m cold as a dying stone

Grow me a garden of roses
Paint me the colors of sky and rain
Teach me to speak with their voices
Show me the way and I´ll try again

I´ve heard the rumors, started fires, I sowed a
sordid lot of plays for keeps for what I need, behold
the demons that I freed
I´ve tried my best at wearing the hard hat, but
healing doesn´t seem to happen when you hide away the
seed
And so I came across the medicine man, and he
showed me what I´d forlorn
For if I´m stayed it happens by my own hand,
and my own voice full of scorn

So when I´m crying alone
Yeah, when I´m cold as a dying stone

Grow me a garden of roses
Paint me the colors of sky and rain
Teach me to speak with their voices
Show me the way and I´ll try again

Without you I´m nothing at all
And life has the face of a morbid game
With you nothing seems impossible
It all seems to fit the frame

So when I´m crying alone
Yeah, when I´m cold as a dying stone

Grow me a garden of roses
Paint me the colors of sky and rain
Teach me to speak with their voices
Show me the way and I´ll try again