Bleeding Roses
Over Amsterdam I saw the dogs
Talking among themselves
As the fountain sprayed beautifully
Into the clear blue sky
I ask myself
Once, were you me
Cause many times I was not
Salt in the wound
None on the carp
I've been writing
Dots are flying everywhere
Our children's noses are bleeding roses
Bleeding roses
In my garden
Bleeding roses
Bleeding roses
My memory metamorphosized
Standing in the thorns and fire
Porcelan dream suicide
Single solid sleep tonight
I wanted somebody
But I bit too soft
It's starting to rain now
In my heart
I've been writing
Dots are flying everywhere
Our children's noses are bleeding roses
Bleeding Roses
In my garden
Bleeding roses
Bleeding roses
Bleeding roses
In my garden
Bleeding roses
Bleeding roses
Bleeding roses
In my garden
Bleeding roses
Bleeding roses
Our children's are bleeding roses
Our children's are bleeding roses
Our children's are bleeding roses
Our children's are bleeding roses
Our children's are bleeding roses
Our children's are bleeding roses
Our children's are bleeding roses
Bleeding roses