Roses - Patrick Bishop

We walked to the borders of a town

We walked to the borders of a town

No we can't gone

We're so strange

Losing torch once more

Long in shadows again

And come the new don't believe

And come the new don't believe

The trees is all

A Steptoe remained

Frozen to the ground

A pass of memory

So I know it's not about me

So screw this time when I'm so sorry

The spider of the roses

Not hanging thread sanding out the season

This is not what we hope to achieve

This is not what you expected me

You're reasons unjudged unseen my credibility

A train's keep running out of a time

A train's keep running out of a time

We celebrate

Living in houses

For a few years

Near the path

So come some new towns to shore

So come some new towns to shore

A shadow hole

A waste to share

But I'm stocked in traffic at home again

So I know it's not about me

So screw this time when I'm so sorry

The spider of the roses

Not hanging thread sanding out the season

This is not what we hope to achieve

This is not what you expected me

You're reasons unjudged unseen my credibility

So I know it's not about me

So screw this time when I'm so sorry

The spider of the roses

Not hanging thread sanding out the season

This is not what we hope to achieve

This is not what you expected me

You're reasons unjudged unseen my credibility