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Friday, June 20, 2003
Have you ever heard a song a couple hundred times in your life before you actually listen to the words? I had heard The Rose countless times in my 30ish years and never really knew any lines other than, "Some say love, it is a river."
A couple years ago I came across the lyrics on the internet or some lyrics webpage. After reading them I really have a new appreciation for this song.
Some say love it is a river
That drowns the tender reed.
Some say love it is a razor
That leaves your soul to bleed.
Some say love it is a hunger
An endless aching need.
I say love it is a flower
And you it's only seed.
It's the heart afraid of breaking
That never learns to dance.
It's the dream afraid of waking
That never takes the chance.
It's the one who won't be taken
Who cannot seem to give.
And the soul afraid of dying
That never learns to live.
When the night has been too lonely
And the road has been too long.
And you think that love is only
For the lucky and the strong.
Just remember in the winter
Far beneath the bitter snow
Lies the seed that with the sun's love,
In the spring, becomes a rose.
6/20/2003 08:46:00 AM by Todd Bacon
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