Tom: C C e e heeeee Am F C F C F G C F C we are the roses in the garden F C beauty with thorns among our leaves F C G to pick a rose you ask your hands to bleed F C but what is the reason for having roses F C when your blood is shed carelessly? F C G Am it must be for something more than vanity Am F C F C F G Am F C believe me, the truth is we're not honest F C not the people that we dream F C G we're not as close as we could be F C willing to grow but rains are shallow F C barren and wind-scattered seed F C G on stone and dry land, we will be F C waiting for the light arisen F C F C to flood inside the prison G and in that time F C kind words alone will teach us F C F C no bitterness will reach us F C Am reason will be guided in another way Am F C F C F G (2x) G all in time... F C but the clock is another demon F C F C that devours our time in Eden G in our paradise F C Will our eyes see well beneath us, F C F C G flowers all divine? G Is there still time? F C If we wake and discover F C F C in life a precious love, F C Am will that waking become more heavenly? C