Roses (song)

I’m holding flowers
in my hands
they’re all dried and dead
but the feeling stands
buried in this grave
inside you a distant dream
I’m not hearing the melody
under earth so damp and dark
soothing escape from care
but the feeling still stands
in this wintery tomb
healing hands now just cause pain

what the fuck am I supposed to do
right now right now right now
how am I supposed to feel
right now right now right now

(spoken) can you still feel me here
can you still see my love
can you still grasp the passion
that drove us to reach above

I’m holding remnants
of flags and photographs
they’re all faded and gone
but the feeling still stands
tossed on this pyre
in arms a long gone dream
I’m not seeing the light
in this room of high treason
let me go and fate let me be
but the feeling still stands
exposed to the crows
there let them feast

what the fuck am I supposed to do
right now right now right now
how am I supposed to feel
right now right now right now

Just sort of fucking around on the guitar (as is usually how I songwrite). Came up with this loose and grungy riff from which I wrote these lyrics

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