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