G (Ahhhh) ECGCGCDG C G We are the roses in the garden, C G beauty with thorns among our leaves. C G D To pick a rose, you ask your hands to bleed C G but Bhat is the reason for having roses C G when your blood is shed carelessly? C G D Em It must be for something more than vanity. ECGCGCD Em C G Believe me, the truth is we're not honest. C G Not the people that we dream. C G D We're not as close as we could be. C G Willing to grow, but rains are shallow, C G barren and wind-scattered seed. C G D On stone and dry land, we will be. C G Waiting for the light arisen, C G C G to flood inside the prison, D and in that time C G Kind words alone will teach us C G C G no bitterness will reach us C G Em reason will be guided in another way Em C G C G C D (x2) D all in time... C G but the clock is another demon C G C G that devours our time in Eden D in our paradise C G Will our eyes see well beneath us, C G C G D flowers all divine? D Is there still time? C G If we wake and discover C G C G in life a precious love, C G Em will that waking become more heavenly? G