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Rambling Roses
03:31
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Oh the scent of rambling roses
Breaks me out of my bad dreams.
All my heartache's washed away
As the waves make me clean.
I can't see nothing but the waving grass
As it rolls down to the sea.
I feel a thousand miles from everywhere
But I have everything I need.
I used to want so much,
But if I have your touch
And the scent of rambling roses
That's enough. Yeah that's enough.
The water's cold enough to wake me
From the waking slumber of my days.
Just trying to make it through another,
Watching the city light up through the haze.
Counting the days 'til I can wander
Back to where the world falls into the waves.
Standing on this cliff, I feel alive again;
I feel like we can be saved.
I used to want so much,
But if I have your touch
And the scent of rambling roses,
That's enough. Yeah that's enough.
Time carries us away like a river
Leading us back down to the sea,
Where we're at once so small, but part of something so large
That we are finally set free
To float forever 'neath an endless sky,
Along with everything that's ever been.
All I need is you with me on this journey;
We cannot go back upstream.
I used to want so much,
But if I have your touch
And the scent of rambling roses,
That's enough. Yeah that's enough.
Oh the scent of rambling roses
And your love. Yeah that's enough.
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2. |
Seeds of Love
03:51
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I sowed the seeds of love
I sowed them in the spring
I gathered them up in the morning so clear
When the small birds so sweetly sing
When the small birds so sweetly sing
The gardener was standing by
I asked him to choose for me
He chose for me the violet, the lily and the pink
But those I refused all three
But those I refused all three
The violet I did not like
Because it bloomed so soon
The lily and the pink I really over-think
So I thought I would wait 'til June
So I thought I would wait 'til June
In June there was a red rose bud
That is the flower for me
So often have I plucked that red rose fair
But I gained me a willow tree
Oh I gained me a willow tree
The willow tree will twist
The willow tree will twine
Often have wished I was in the young woman's arms
Who once held this heart of mine
Who once held this heart of mine
I sowed the seeds of love
I sowed them in the spring
I gathered them up in the morning so clear
When the small birds so sweetly sing
When the small birds so sweetly sing
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Kid Conventional Sheffield, UK
Sheffield Folkie. Weekend Lennon. Sad Jams, Trad Jams, Dad Jams.
FFO Conor Oberst, Phoebe Bridgers, Bon Iver
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