The Rose
Some say love it is a river / That drowns the tender reed
Some say love it is a razor / That leaves your soul to bleed
Some say love it is a hunger / An endless aching need
I say love it is a flower / And you it's only seed
It's the heart afraid of breaking / That never learns to dance
It's the dream afraid of waking / That never takes the chance
It's the one who won't be taken / Who cannot seem to give
And the soul afraid of dying / That never learns to live
And the night has been too lonely / And the road has been too long
And you think that love is only / For the lucky and the strong
Just remember in the winter / Far beneath the bitter snow
Lies the seed that with the sun's love / In the spring, becomes a rose
葬礼上的歌
每次听到就……
R.I.P
