Lassie N The Lads Fate Of The Rose
My song for you this evening, is a tale straight from
the heart
Of how a love for joy in life, can brake and fall apart
Of a rose in bloom in the midst of June, no longer to
stand tall
And the eye of old St. Peter, watching over one and all
One morning in the sunrise, a rose sprung out in bloom
Her head reached up to the summer breeze, and the
warming sun of June
But this rose so fair was a different kind, to weak to
ride the storm
That came with dark clouds and the night, over the
fields were she was born
Chorus: I’m going, I am running away
From the children of tomorrow, as I dream of yesterday
I’m running to the edge of the world
Where the stories of tomorrow, is left to be untold
As the dark clouds sailed in over the fields, and the
heavy rain grew strong
The lovely rose was left to fight with the fierce winds
on her own
No one saw this child, nor heard her cries, through the
thunder of the night
And when daylight came with the sun again, no blooming
rose was in sight
Chorus
I’ll ask the wise St. Peter, as I stand upon his steps
When my rose has faded grey and old, and my life is at
the edge
Why do you take the children, they are not the ones to
die
You should rather take the faded ones, the likes of you
and I
Chorus
