White Rose

Out of the sea onto the shore there came a story
About a tear and a smile made of glory
Moved a heart reached the sun and somehow thereby
You came far on your run through the gardens

Dreadful hours in the storm and the night refused to glow
Your hope was never fading away though they didn’t let you go
A final walk with your head up high and a sun that said goodbye
A rose against an army of pain and they didn’t see you cry

Hard to kneel on the ground but he is quite close
He can even be found in your white rose
Answers to questions that most only dared to whisper
You spoke out – tears are proud – courages sister

Dreadful hours in the storm and the night refused to glow
Your hope was never fading away though they didn’t let you go
A final walk with your head up high and a sun that said goodbye
A rose against an army of pain and they didn’t see you cry

But soon you will rise – oh from the dark
As you faced their violence you defeated
No more drifting away – hold on to the spark!
You can grow in silence when you feel it

When you feel it
Once more turn around – around
Before they lay you down!

And soon you will rise with wings of freedom in peace
No more drifting away – upright and straight
You will bloom in absence
Somehow you will stay
Somehow you will stay

The way she suffered that is the tear
The smile will forever be her idea
Something survived – something she chose
Don’t say goodbye to that soft white rose!