Trampled Rose

Long way, going to get my medicine
Sky's the autumn grey of a lonely wren
Piano from a window played
Gone tomorrow, gone yesterday

Found it in the street
At first I did not see
Lying at my feet, a trampled rose

Passing the hat in church
It never stops going 'round
You never pay just once
To get the job done

What I done to me
I done to you
What happened to the trampled rose?

In the muddy street
With the fireworks and leaves
A blind man with a cup I asked
Would he sing "Kisses Sweeter Than Wine"?

I know this rose
Like I know my name
The one I gave my love
It was the same
Now I find it in the street, a trampled rose



Credits
Writer(s): Kathleen Brennan, Thomas Alan Waits
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