Thorns

[Verse 1]
One day we, in ceremony
Will throw away the ashes to the sea
For now breathe, patiently
The glow of something magic in your reach

[Pre-Chorus]
What have we built here?
We, the troubled architects of this

[Chorus]
You left it broken
Who are you to mourn?
Who are you to mourn?
You spoke of roses
All I feel are thorns
All I feel, all I feel are thorns
In my sweet side, in my sweet side

[Verse 2]
Dried out leaves and enemies
Pressed between the pages left to read
Thick as thieves, carefully
Stepping without breaking underneath

[Pre-Chorus]
What have we built here?
We, the troubled architects of this

[Chorus]
You left it broken
Who are you to mourn?
Who are you to mourn?
You spoke of roses
All I feel are thorns
All I feel, all I feel are thorns
In my sweet side, in my sweet side
In my sweet side, in my sweet side

[Bridge]
You loved it broken
Who are you to mourn?
Who are you to mourn?

[Chorus]
You spoke of roses
All I feel are thorns
All I feel, all I feel are thorns
In my sweet side, all I feel are thorns
In my sweet side, all I feel are thorns
In my sweet side, all I feel are thorns
In my sweet side, all I feel are thorns

[Outro]
In my sweet side, in my sweet side