Из альбома: Real Gone
Long way going to
get my medicine
Sky's the autumn grey of a lonely wren
Piano from a window played
Gone tomorrow, gone yesterday
I found it in the street
At first I did not see
Lying at my feet
a trampled rose
Passing the hat in church
It never stops going around
You never pay just once
to get the job done
What I done to me,
I done to you
What happened to the trampled rose?
In the muddy street
with the fireworks and leaves
A blind man with a cup I asked
Would he sing 'Kisses Sweeter Than Wine'
I know that rose,
like I know my name
The one I gave my love,
it was the same
Now I find it in the street,
a trampled rose