Song Description
A song of hope in the aftermath of ill fortune and loss.
| Song Length |
3:29 |
Genre |
Folk - Alternative, Pop - Alternative |
| Tempo |
Slow (71 - 90) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Moving, Peaceful |
Subject |
Change, Determination |
| Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
BARE THORNS
Your black heart survived the fall,
then moved like an unnatural thing.
A bleak mist that slid and crawled,
a shadow behind everything.
When the window's a door, taken by the memory,
of creepers and vines; a scrambled moon, in the night like breath,
naked, and growing roots down into the needle's pines.
Don't just sit there and neigh, it's a new day,
in the rows, see the garden it grows?
Don't worry about the Sun in the gloom,
it's a knight for when light is doom.
The floor is unswept, strewn with the memories of photographs and toys;
in the greenish noon, the calm noise of a world without girls or boys
Don't fray it away, it's a new day;
in the rows, see the garden, it grows!
Don't worry about the hand of gloom,
bare your thorns, for when might is doom.
Don't waste your breath.
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