Roses - Patrick Bishop
We walked to the borders of a town
We walked to the borders of a town
No we can't gone
We're so strange
Losing torch once more
Long in shadows again
And come the new don't believe
And come the new don't believe
The trees is all
A Steptoe remained
Frozen to the ground
A pass of memory
So I know it's not about me
So screw this time when I'm so sorry
The spider of the roses
Not hanging thread sanding out the season
This is not what we hope to achieve
This is not what you expected me
You're reasons unjudged unseen my credibility
A train's keep running out of a time
A train's keep running out of a time
We celebrate
Living in houses
For a few years
Near the path
So come some new towns to shore
So come some new towns to shore
A shadow hole
A waste to share
But I'm stocked in traffic at home again
So I know it's not about me
So screw this time when I'm so sorry
The spider of the roses
Not hanging thread sanding out the season
This is not what we hope to achieve
This is not what you expected me
You're reasons unjudged unseen my credibility
So I know it's not about me
So screw this time when I'm so sorry
The spider of the roses
Not hanging thread sanding out the season
This is not what we hope to achieve
This is not what you expected me
You're reasons unjudged unseen my credibility
