Roses (Cherry Ghost)

Blind me with distraction Build a frontier ‘cross the void All tomorrow been destroyed, in a breath I moved out to the country And I saw the scenery shake As a summer parade meets it’s death And God’s assassins rode back into town And paved their way upon the cold ground Roses help me to pretend Blushing brides and cosmonauts Don’t meet their bitter end Give me grace oh Mother I have rumbled quite a feast Traced the footsteps of a Priest in the snow But in my mind’s picture of every face I’ve ever loved Travel lightly suck their blood before they go And God’s assassins rode back into town And paved their way upon the cold ground Roses help me to pretend Blushing brides and cosmonauts Don’t meet their bitter end Roses, roses, cannot do this any more