Song for the Roses
Embracing Memories: Finding Peace Amidst Life's Turmoil
Lyrics
Life is a crooked game
Life is unpredictable and unfair.
Full of hope full of pain
Life is filled with both optimism and suffering.
Well I brokered all my deals
The speaker has negotiated all their agreements.
And I won over my shame
The speaker has overcome feelings of guilt or disgrace.
Now I'm standing in the garden
The speaker is in a serene place, symbolized by a garden.
Overlooking the lake
Observing a lake, reflecting on life.
I can hear all the memories
Recalling past experiences and emotions.
She carries in her wake
Memories are stirred by the presence of someone significant.
And the voices are all haunting
Persistent and unsettling memories.
And they're calling me to stay
Feeling compelled to remain connected to the past.
There's a calmness in the air
A tranquil atmosphere prevails as the speaker moves on.
As they carry me away
A sense of departure from the past.
Yea the voices are all haunting
Continued haunting influence of memories.
And they're calling me to stay
An ongoing call to remain attached to the past.
There's a stillness in the air
A serene atmosphere as the speaker moves forward.
And it carries me away
A peaceful departure from the past.
Through the clearing of the clouds
Emerging from difficulties with a sense of freedom.
I've been riding with the wind
A metaphorical journey with a sense of liberation.
On the wings of an angel
Symbolic act of leaving behind wrongdoing.
I buried all my sin
Having let go of guilt, embracing renewal.
Now I'm singing for the roses
Expressing oneself for the beauty and purity of life.
And I'm breathing in the spring
Enjoying the rejuvenation of spring.
And you scent it still lingers
The lingering impact of a cherished scent.
Like the honey to the bees
A enduring sweetness akin to the relationship's impact.
Though the picture of your face
The fading image of a loved one's face over time.
Is growing fainter by the day
Facing the diminishing memory of a loved one.
I hold on to the echoes
Clutching onto reverberations of the past.
And the wrinkle in the waves
Grasping onto the enduring effects of time.
Yea the picture of your face
Continued struggle with fading memories.
Is growing fainter every day
Resisting the gradual loss of a loved one's image.
I hold onto the echoes
Clinging to the lasting impact of memories.
And your wrinkle in the waves
Holding onto the enduring influence of the past.
Comment