The Brown Rose

[Verse 1]
I was led to the brown rose by
A hand of time, that is why
I am here to show you things that grow
All around us that astound us
If we take the time to look at flowers that never grew
Out of a botany book, look
You don't believe the brown rose can paint the eye?
Neither did I, until I saw her growing from the concrete field and
The scent of her entered my mind
How could I have been colorblind?
See something inside of me always knew
That the brown rose grew, the brown rose

[Verse 2]
I watched her grow from where they planted the seed
Stem of the motherland stretching through centuries
Many try to clip her with scissors of fear
But here, smell the brown rose my dear
The brown rose is a rose is a rose is a rose
That is now my poem of life goes
She made me see the brown rose in everything rare
All around us, everywhere
In the smile of a child going buck-wild
In the song without words sung by birds
In the old man singing songs of his youth
For me the brown rose is the truth, the brown rose

[Verse 3]
You are the flower, I am the Earth attached by nature
Face to face is how I face you
Come here and you'll find
I will water you with drops of life
To open up the petals of your mind
To help you become who you are
That undiscovered star far above where we are
One stalk growning together, the brown rose and I, the brown rose