Paroles de Rosebush

Rain falls on the roof of the temple and the rosebush, secretly. Hey, "silver girl," come on out. It's bright above the soil. The light begins to shine down. Shaken, creaking swing, broken like an illusion. Hey, "silver girl," come on out. Who are you? A friend? Won't you chat with me? [Instrumental] Everyone's busy being useful except for me. I only know how to use the big gate's key On afternoons like this I'd be bad and let the golden rain fall on my head, like magic. [Instrumental] Singing echoes in the temple, soaking through the rose bush. Hey, "silver girl," come on out. Who are you? A friend? You're there, right, "silver girl?" It's bright above the soil. Light overflows into the distance...