Trampled Rose
Long way going to
\r\nget my medicine
\r\nSky’s the autumn grey of a lonely wren
\r\n
\r\nPiano from a window played
\r\nGone tomorrow, gone yesterday
\r\n
\r\nI found it in the street
\r\nAt first I did not see
\r\nLying at my feet
\r\na trampled rose
\r\n
\r\nPassing the hat in church
\r\nIt never stops going around
\r\n
\r\nYou never pay just once
\r\nto get the job done
\r\n
\r\nWhat I done to me,
\r\nI done to you
\r\nWhat happened to the trampled rose?
\r\n
\r\nIn the muddy street
\r\nwith the fireworks and leaves
\r\n
\r\nA blind man with a cup I asked
\r\nWould he sing 'Kisses Sweeter Than Wine'
\r\n
\r\nI know that rose,
\r\nlike I know my name
\r\nThe one I gave my love,
\r\nit was the same
\r\nNow I find it in the street,
\r\na trampled rose
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