black roses

from creation by lawrence collins band

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Hand me down,
hand me down the roses, charred mirrors from days before;
Hand me down,
hand me down the corpses
from the bloodied, emptied fields of war

Pass me down,
pass me down the children
victims of their homes and world ablaze;
Pass me down,
pass me down the orphans,
desert blind and a hungered gaze

Take your guns, mister,
won’t you just let us be?
Take your camera, mister,
you only see what you want to see-
Voices in the distance burning
roses in the distance burn,
voices in the distance crying,
feel the heart ache as they die…

Hand me down,
pass me down the roses,
a procession of death for senseless laws;
walk on by, walk on by the corpses,
full coffins for an empty cause…

Take your guns, mister,
won’t you just let us be?
Take your bibles, mister,
you only read what you want to read-
Voices in the distance burning
roses in the distance burn,
voices in the distance crying,
feel a pain too sharp too learn…

I dream of Black Roses.

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from creation, released June 1, 1991
words & music by lawrence collins

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lawrence collins band Bordeaux, France

Lawrence Collins is an american-egyptian singer songwriter, born in France and brought up in France, England, India, and the United States who speaks 4 languages fluently. His music reflects a life spent travelling and experimenting with different cultures, and he has produced 8 studio albums, a movie soundtrack, a live album, and played over 1700 shows during his 20 year career. ... more

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