Roses

Blind me with distraction

Build a frontier 'cross the void

All tomorrow been destroyed, in a breathI moved out to the country

And I saw the scenery shake

As a summer parade meets its death

And God's assassins rode back into town

And paved their way upon the cold groundRoses help me to pretend

Blushing brides and cosmonauts

Don't meet their bitter endGive me grace, oh Mother

I have rumbled quite a feast

Traced the footsteps of a priest in the snowBut in my mind's picture

Of every face Ive ever loved

Travel lightly suck their blood before they goAnd God's assassins rode back into town

And paved their way upon the cold groundRoses help me to pretend

Blushing brides and cosmonauts

Dont meet their bitter endRoses, roses, cannot do this any more