Red Rose Filet

Cut my finger on a photograph of us We were laughing away You gave me twelve red thorns I'm bleeding red roses filet I'm a stranger You're a queen We're just walking Down the stream White wine necklaces swim in The ocean of yesterday The walls are running astray I'm bleeding red roses filet Find a lover In the sand Walk through street signs Hand in hand Now I fall down To the ground Now that you're not around Now that you're not around Oh oh oh Now that you're not around Oh now that you're not around Oh oh oh