Thorns and Gold
Автор: Musical Finds
Загружено: 2026-02-25
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LYRICS
Beneath the canopy of ancient oaks where shadows play and dance
I grew among the crimson buds and waited for my chance
A crown of thorns upon my brow, a scent of wild desire
I ruled the garden floor alone until I felt your fire
You rode in on the morning light with armor polished bright
A king of sun and harvest wheat, a beacon in the night
The petals at my feet began to tremble and to glow
As you knelt down beside the stream where silent waters flow
Oh, the Rose Queen and her Golden King
In the meadow where the skylarks sing
With a velvet touch and a heart of flame
I will whisper every syllable of your name
Through the winter frost and the summer heat
Our two kingdoms finally meet
Your hands are warm like amber glass, mine are cool as dew
I never knew the forest green could look so gold and new
You brought the light into the briar, you cleared the tangled vine
And promised that your shining realm would forevermore be mine
I offer you my deepest red, the bloom that never dies
Reflected in the steady grace of your sun-drenched eyes
No wall of iron, gate of stone, could keep our souls apart
I’ve planted every seed of hope within your golden heart
Oh, the Rose Queen and her Golden King
In the meadow where the skylarks sing
With a velvet touch and a heart of flame
I will whisper every syllable of your name
Through the winter frost and the summer heat
Our two kingdoms finally meet
Though my stems may have their briers and your crown is heavy weight
We found a path together through the narrow garden gate
It's a alchemy of spirit, it's a weaving of the land
When the mistress of the garden holds the sun within her hand
Oh, the Rose Queen and her Golden King
In the meadow where the skylarks sing
With a velvet touch and a heart of flame
I will whisper every syllable of your name
Through the winter frost and the summer heat
Our two kingdoms finally meet
So let the petals fall like rain upon the dusty ground
For in this golden light of yours, the queen has finally been found
In the garden of our making, where the roses always grow
Wrapped in gold and crimson light, we'll watch the seasons go
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