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Ghosts of Roses
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My staging ground for ideas I'm working on... Likely to be lots of stuff in various stages of completion. It will run the gamut, too - from experimental/abstract electronica to straight-ahed pop, proggish-rock to spoken word.
Song Info
Genre
R&B • R&B/Soul/Pop
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#21,026 today Peak #340
#13,632 in subgenre Peak #201
Author
toshio mana
Rights
2005
Uploaded
March 20, 2006
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MP3 5.2 MB • 128 kbps • 5:43
Story behind the song
Loving a guy who can't move on.
Lyrics
Ghosts of Roses (2003/08/16) So I couldn’t stand up to a memory - The ghost of his scent as it lingers on the pillow... And as I shed my skin to sleep in a bed That now cradles just a shadow I'm left naked... So I couldn't break your chains - With the caress of pain upon pain upon pain upon pain upon fear... The marks of the past now etched in the grass And spring dances its cheer in your open wounds. The photo on the wall is too small to hold A lifetime laid amongst some stones A handfull of words is too few to share The joys and the pains and the loss that now stains this home The lessons I have learned I seem to forget So I tear myself open to learn them again Looking back at what I've spent and should I regret How much I gave and how little it's meant? Leaving you was the hardest thing to face. Leaving me was the hardest drink to chase with a parting shot of truth. So I couldn't reach out far enough - And my words were too weak to carry your sins The doubt in your eyes was the perfect disguise To bury my weakness within. If hindsight is perfect then tell me that's why The night tastes of incense as you bow at his shrine If love is forever then sing me your song As you run from the demons that drag you along... Leaving you was the hardest thing to face. Leaving me was the hardest drink to chase. Leaving you was the fantasy I hid. Leaving me was the best thing you did. 'Cuz now I'm free. But even now I taste the salt As I ponder a future that lies beneath my feet I still feel my arms around your waist And the taste of the wind as we raced alone Through this menagerie of steel and concrete Yeah, I'm sorry that stories must end And that dreams can change in a heartbeat. I'm sorry that friends will come and go And that time leaves us with only the ghosts of roses
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