Chorus: I am the rose
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The rose
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I am the rose
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The rose with no flowers
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I am the rose
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The rose all thorns
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The mind he made
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The hand he touched
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The winter rose
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I who was blind and did not know
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Who searched for sickness in the sane
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Who tried to placate not to heal
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Was taken sharply by his pain
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He who gave me vivid roses
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Grown inside his gentle mind
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In his torment he discloses
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Worlds I never wished to find
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Chorus
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I gave him lies for all his truth
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And sent him to his spirit's death
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And gave him hope when all was lost
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And stole the flower that took my breath
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He who gave a gift of flowers
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Rests in quiet darkness now
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Silent are his special powers
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Blank his once-expressive brow
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Chorus
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I was a coward in his cause
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His was the courage and the care
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He who was hopeless learned to trust
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I who could help him did not dare
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All I did was let him founder
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All-unknowing on the reef
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Gave him a lie to make it easy
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And stole his selfness like a thief
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Chorus
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I am an ashen desert land
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I am a barren thorny stem
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And as a coward cast my lot
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With all the cowards known as "them"
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All the cowards call me hero
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All the heroes have been stilled
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Still their vengeance sings the silence
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Points to hungers left unfilled
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Chorus
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Words and music: Kathy Mar
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Copyright 1984 Kathy Mar
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Winter Rose
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| Kathy Mar |
