Something Like Roses
Michael Levy, vocals, guitars, bass
Night falls again to daybreak
This I never can explain
Though I squint and think and feel I must give it up at last
Embrace the sun—thank God you’ve come
Thoughts hum like crowded freeways full of fury
’Til I walk where pavement ends
Find flowers blooming in the city in December
And you my dear, you still aren’t here
The roses on my windowsill
Drop their petals in the chill
But just to know that you are shining somewhere
Makes something look like roses still
We made a love, and left in fear of drowning
But goodbyes never mark the end
Each one I ever knew and loved they travel with me
Here in my heart, we’re not apart
What lasts in life, my friend, and what’s worth holding on to?
How much will you pay?
Answers fly in my window then they blow right on through
Till I dream South to warm my bones—it’s a winter day
All our treasures will be taken away
Ground by time’s ever-turning mill
Closest to the core, it rips all the more
But something looks like roses still
Something looks like roses still