Rosemary's Name
Rosemary's Reflection: Echoes of Dreams and Fears
Lyrics
She laid her cane down by Rosemary's name
She left her cane beside Rosemary's name
And polished the limestone, coloring two-toned
Polishing the limestone, displaying a two-toned hue
Rapture and capture her reverent reveries
Experiencing and capturing her sacred daydreams
She escapes, a silent sun on her face
She escapes, her face embraced by a quiet sun
Like silver and gold, we count till we're old
We count moments like silver and gold throughout our lives
Mountains are blooming, tentatively tuning
Mountains bloom, their essence tentatively unfolding
Somebody sighed while the whites of her eyes
Someone sighed as the whites of her eyes revealed laughter
Were laughing, look how subtle she sings
Observing her subtle singing, appreciating its delicate nature
Don't you play like a last summer day
Do not pretend, reminiscent of a fading summer day
When the night crawls down the seams
As night descends, contemplating life's inevitable decline
Lately I've wondered with me and my blunders
Reflecting on personal mistakes and pondering their impact
What you must fear when you dream
Considering the fears embedded in dreams
Before November can blister December
Before November intensifies, anticipating the harshness of December
Won't you sing like a blue bird, crooning an afterward
Sing with a soulful melody, like a bluebird crooning an epilogue
Dust were you made and from dust you shall be
Recognizing the transient nature of life, formed from dust and returning to it
Like cannonballs, wasting the words on the walls
Words, like cannonballs, wasted on the impermanence of walls
Don't you play like a last summer day
Reiterating the warning against pretending, akin to the last days of summer
When the night crawls down the seams
Nightfall symbolizing the challenges and uncertainties in life
Lately I've wondered with me and my blunders
Contemplating personal mistakes and their consequences
What you must fear when you dream
Fearful thoughts arising in the realm of dreams
Don't you play like a last summer day
Repeating the caution against pretense, reminiscent of fading summer
When the night crawls down the seams
Night's descent as a metaphor for life's challenges and uncertainties
Lately I've wondered with me and my blunders
Reflecting on personal mistakes and their potential impact
What you must fear when you dream
Exploring the fears that manifest in the realm of dreams
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