Call Of The Rose lyrics

Call Of The Rose The wolves haven't stopped howling And her pains aren't silenced yet The wolves haven't stopped calling As her songs sting with regret At times I feel too many thorns Too many thorns in this rose It howls inside where she cannot hide And never will I expose Still her calls escape with beauty Cause she's warm and clean And I hear the hurt I need to retain And I have the one I fear to reclaim The wolves haven't stopped howling And her pains aren't silenced yet The wolves haven't stopped calling And her songs ring imperfect I listen to these aged calls And I hear my howling rose Find the beauty in its prickled thorns And follow in these new clothes As her calls escape with beauty Cause she's warm and clean And I hear the one whose world is reborn And I have the rose despite the thorn.