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I´ve walked the distance, I paid my dues and tried to have a go at what I thought I knew was real, held
no appeal
I´ve been to places, I´ve seen the tidings,
I bought a book of rules for every coin that I could steal
And so I came to gaze upon the stars, when they were yet unborn
And consequently, tear at my old scars, and the mask I had outworn
So when I´m crying alone
Yeah, when I´m cold as a dying stone
Grow me a garden of roses
Paint me the colors of sky and rain
Teach me to speak with their voices
Show me the way and I´ll try again
I´ve heard the rumors, started fires, I sowed a sordid lot of plays for keeps for what I need, behold
the demons that I freed
I´ve tried my best at wearing the hard hat, but healing doesn´t seem to happen when you hide away the
seed
And so I came across the medicine man, and he showed me what I´d forlorn
For if I´m stayed it happens by my own hand, and my own voice full of scorn
So when I´m crying alone
Yeah, when I´m cold as a dying stone
Grow me a garden of roses
Paint me the colors of sky and rain
Teach me to speak with their voices
Show me the way and I´ll try again
Without you I´m nothing at all
And life has the face of a morbid game
With you nothing seems impossible
It all seems to fit the frame
So when I´m crying alone
Yeah, when I´m cold as a dying stone
Grow me a garden of roses
Paint me the colors of sky and rain
Teach me to speak with their voices
Show me the way and I´ll try again
Translate to:
I´ve walked the distance, I paid my dues and tried to have a go at what I thought I knew was real, held
no appeal
I´ve been to places, I´ve seen the tidings,
I bought a book of rules for every coin that I could steal
And so I came to gaze upon the stars, when they were yet unborn
And consequently, tear at my old scars, and the mask I had outworn
So when I´m crying alone
Yeah, when I´m cold as a dying stone
Grow me a garden of roses
Paint me the colors of sky and rain
Teach me to speak with their voices
Show me the way and I´ll try again
I´ve heard the rumors, started fires, I sowed a sordid lot of plays for keeps for what I need, behold
the demons that I freed
I´ve tried my best at wearing the hard hat, but healing doesn´t seem to happen when you hide away the
seed
And so I came across the medicine man, and he showed me what I´d forlorn
For if I´m stayed it happens by my own hand, and my own voice full of scorn
So when I´m crying alone
Yeah, when I´m cold as a dying stone
Grow me a garden of roses
Paint me the colors of sky and rain
Teach me to speak with their voices
Show me the way and I´ll try again
Without you I´m nothing at all
And life has the face of a morbid game
With you nothing seems impossible
It all seems to fit the frame
So when I´m crying alone
Yeah, when I´m cold as a dying stone
Grow me a garden of roses
Paint me the colors of sky and rain
Teach me to speak with their voices
Show me the way and I´ll try again