THE FRUIT OF THE WILD ROSE - Marillion


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Goodnight my love
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I'm so alone
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And so surrounded
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By your sweet memory
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I cannot sleep
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For all these dreams
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They come to play
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Till dawn comes stealin' them away

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    The fruit of the wild rose
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    Hangs here with summer gone
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    Voluptuous crimson
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    As the days become colder
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    The fruit of the wild rose

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In a warmer country
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Where the sea        meets the land
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You may walk with your baby
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In the afternoon 
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Perhaps some aroma
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From a street     café
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Might sadden your eyes
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And carry you away

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    The fruit of the wild rose
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    Sweet and so sour on the tongue
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Swollen and crimson
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    As the light fades and shortens
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The thorny wild rose
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    She gave me a summer but she's gone
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As England faces the winter

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In your eyes, in your mind, in your mind
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Clearer than a     photograph
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No passing of time
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Ever could fade
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You and I
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Shimmering  ghostly 


Like a wild garden from another life
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Will you throw your arm? Turn your body round?

Breathe a sudden sigh?

Wherever you lie sleeping

Stir your hips 

Feel the seed inside so sweet

Dreaming westbound waves

And a man comin' back from the sea

Dreaming

Dance for me Rose

Dance for me Rose

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