65 Roses
Life loves me, life loves me not it goes
See the beauty in a flower when I'm pulling on the rose
Prick a fingertip, bleed a bit, from trying to hold it tight
I want a year for every petal, still alive at sixty-five
What is life expectancy, what a way to phrase a question?
What kind of answer should return the truth, convey the message?
Is it, equality the same end for every person
Is it sovereignty a giving God and living with purpose
Is it only shall the strong survive and then will end the weak?
Or a dog eat dog world, take advantage, turn the cheek
How about living out your dreams and express it through a poem
Know what you expect out of life and you can gain the gold
Well for a family of an infant diagnosed to comatose
It' s journey down the pathway to fight and know the ropes.
Each living soul is different like a fingerprint's identity
Each body's made a little different, singing it's own melody
Embedded in the DNA, where the twisted strands dance
I wish I guide the way and hold each little one's hand
I've been there before, and I know the way now
It's like a tourist with a map and pamphlet, got it laid out
Life loves me, life loves me not it goes
See the beauty in a flower when I'm pulling on the rose
Prick a fingertip, bleed a bit, from trying to hold it tight
I want a year for every petal, still alive at sixty-five
Life loves me, life loves me not it goes
See the beauty in a flower when I'm pulling on the rose
Prick a fingertip, bleed a bit, from trying to hold it tight
I want a year for every petal, still alive at sixty-five
Can life be re-paid, can life be reimbursed?
Get the tears back you cried for every time you felt the hurt
What about medical bills, hospital trips, doctor visits?
Time and time again hearing results that weren't worth a listen
But you have to, hear the news for what it is
Could do damage to your ears, or it might mend a heart thats delicate
A life-long relationship with medical technology
Feel like the drugs and machines should owe me an apology
Where to aim to blame, if only that I knew
'Cause for the one who has the power, has more love for me than I do
Not in measurements of self-esteem or the image in the mirror
Not in a sense of being vein but in a sense of being clearer
Unconditional, not limited by any means
Break the strands and molds that try to pigeon-hole me please
Unconventional, I'll be damned if I don't defy
Disease, I want seeds in a family that can multiply
Life loves me, life loves me not it goes
See the beauty in a flower when I'm pulling on the rose
Prick a fingertip, bleed a bit, from trying to hold it tight
I want a year for every petal, still alive at sixty-five
Life loves me, life loves me not it goes
See the beauty in a flower when I'm pulling on the rose
Prick a fingertip, bleed a bit, from trying to hold it tight
I want a year for every petal, still alive at sixty-five
Will God give me the chance to say goodbye one last time?
Gather friends and family members, single file in a line
Apologize for neglecting, for always second guessing
I should have nurtured more relationships are such a blessing
Hear a word from a friend that makes you smile when it hurts.
Get better treatment from your wife than any certified nurse.
And a rock to stand on, not just in Christ but in family.
Break their backs just to help you hold steady handling
(1, 2...) I'm an angel in waiting
Growing wings out of my spine to take flight navigating
So when it comes time, give em pounds anf daps I'm outta here
Take the one and only flight up, blast into the atmosphere
Look next to me, I'm not flying all alone
I'll take the long road home where the psalms unfold
And be the oldest man living till the day I pass away
Telling cystic fibrosis that it lost again today
Life loves me, life loves me not it goes
See the beauty in a flower when I'm pulling on the rose
Prick a fingertip, bleed a bit, from trying to hold it tight
I want a year for every petal, still alive at sixty-five
Life loves me, life loves me not it goes
See the beauty in a flower when I'm pulling on the rose
Prick a fingertip, bleed a bit, from trying to hold it tight
I want a year for every petal, still alive at sixty-five
See the beauty in a flower when I'm pulling on the rose
Prick a fingertip, bleed a bit, from trying to hold it tight
I want a year for every petal, still alive at sixty-five
What is life expectancy, what a way to phrase a question?
What kind of answer should return the truth, convey the message?
Is it, equality the same end for every person
Is it sovereignty a giving God and living with purpose
Is it only shall the strong survive and then will end the weak?
Or a dog eat dog world, take advantage, turn the cheek
How about living out your dreams and express it through a poem
Know what you expect out of life and you can gain the gold
Well for a family of an infant diagnosed to comatose
It' s journey down the pathway to fight and know the ropes.
Each living soul is different like a fingerprint's identity
Each body's made a little different, singing it's own melody
Embedded in the DNA, where the twisted strands dance
I wish I guide the way and hold each little one's hand
I've been there before, and I know the way now
It's like a tourist with a map and pamphlet, got it laid out
Life loves me, life loves me not it goes
See the beauty in a flower when I'm pulling on the rose
Prick a fingertip, bleed a bit, from trying to hold it tight
I want a year for every petal, still alive at sixty-five
Life loves me, life loves me not it goes
See the beauty in a flower when I'm pulling on the rose
Prick a fingertip, bleed a bit, from trying to hold it tight
I want a year for every petal, still alive at sixty-five
Can life be re-paid, can life be reimbursed?
Get the tears back you cried for every time you felt the hurt
What about medical bills, hospital trips, doctor visits?
Time and time again hearing results that weren't worth a listen
But you have to, hear the news for what it is
Could do damage to your ears, or it might mend a heart thats delicate
A life-long relationship with medical technology
Feel like the drugs and machines should owe me an apology
Where to aim to blame, if only that I knew
'Cause for the one who has the power, has more love for me than I do
Not in measurements of self-esteem or the image in the mirror
Not in a sense of being vein but in a sense of being clearer
Unconditional, not limited by any means
Break the strands and molds that try to pigeon-hole me please
Unconventional, I'll be damned if I don't defy
Disease, I want seeds in a family that can multiply
Life loves me, life loves me not it goes
See the beauty in a flower when I'm pulling on the rose
Prick a fingertip, bleed a bit, from trying to hold it tight
I want a year for every petal, still alive at sixty-five
Life loves me, life loves me not it goes
See the beauty in a flower when I'm pulling on the rose
Prick a fingertip, bleed a bit, from trying to hold it tight
I want a year for every petal, still alive at sixty-five
Will God give me the chance to say goodbye one last time?
Gather friends and family members, single file in a line
Apologize for neglecting, for always second guessing
I should have nurtured more relationships are such a blessing
Hear a word from a friend that makes you smile when it hurts.
Get better treatment from your wife than any certified nurse.
And a rock to stand on, not just in Christ but in family.
Break their backs just to help you hold steady handling
(1, 2...) I'm an angel in waiting
Growing wings out of my spine to take flight navigating
So when it comes time, give em pounds anf daps I'm outta here
Take the one and only flight up, blast into the atmosphere
Look next to me, I'm not flying all alone
I'll take the long road home where the psalms unfold
And be the oldest man living till the day I pass away
Telling cystic fibrosis that it lost again today
Life loves me, life loves me not it goes
See the beauty in a flower when I'm pulling on the rose
Prick a fingertip, bleed a bit, from trying to hold it tight
I want a year for every petal, still alive at sixty-five
Life loves me, life loves me not it goes
See the beauty in a flower when I'm pulling on the rose
Prick a fingertip, bleed a bit, from trying to hold it tight
I want a year for every petal, still alive at sixty-five
Credits
Writer(s): Keith Slettedahl, Danny Benair, Simone Sello, Sharal Churchill, Todd O Keefe, Adam Merrin, Christopher Roberts
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