Friend I need your hand every morning
but anger and beauty and hope
these roses make one rose.
Friend I need a hand every evening
but anger and hope and beauty
are three roses
that make one rose.
Let’s fix our bed it’s in splinters
and I want to stay all year.
Let’s fix our bed it’s in splinters
and I want to stay all year.
Did you hear what that woman on Grafton Street was saying?
You won’t be killed today.
We don’t even know we’re born
Friend
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