Текст песни One Rose - WHY?
A
man
should
die
gaunt,
And
not
bloated
and
overdone,
There
should
be
new
words
hidden,
In
the
shadows
on
his
face,
And
like
a
wine
glass,
in
a
perfect
pitch,
he
breaks,
We're
being
dumped
into
order
out
of
buckets
of
sea
salt,
What
was
the
first
condiment?
But
always
one
rose
grows
though
a
littered
lot
of
gravel,
Or
we're
struck
dumb
and
doomed
when
it
doesn't
Flowers
are
how
plants
laugh,
And
not
by
joke
or
to
ridicule,
I
never
saw
my
parents,
Try
to
make
a
thing
like
me
In
time
in
the
bathroom
mirror,
I
learned
to
accept
my
body.
I
got
jumped
into
living
by
a
coven
of
midwives,
Under
a
dracula-caped
eclipse,
Like
cutting
through
watermelon
meat
with
a
wire,
You
shoot
sick
from
the
hip
and
never
miss.
All
the
things
inside
me
i
assume,
Are
doing
what
they
need
to
be
doing,
And
always
one
rose
grows
though
a
littered
lot
of
gravel,
Or
we're
struck
dumb
and
doomed
when
it
doesn't.
Always
one
rose
grows
though
a
littered
lot
of
gravel,
Or
we're
struck
dumb
and
doomed
when
it
doesn't.
Looks
like
a
sky
for
shoeing
horses
under.
Looks
like
a
sky,
of
some
kind
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