Dead Roses (CTP)

Dead Roses Verse 1 Taking a moment to remember you afresh Like an echo in my mind reframed in the present tense Honest vulnerabilities move me to confess These grievances of loss entrap me at my times expense Nevertheless I find meaning in the memory These tears like oil give scent to dead rose potpourri Reimagining your essence as I resurrect you in the poetry A part of me has passed with you, but a part of you still lives in me Pre Chorus Your expression still sings beyond the grave of this world passing away As you live on in a realm more alive than this one, in the everlasting light of day This world is more dead than you are when the sun is but a shadow and every light is just another shade of gray Chorus Still I stop and smell the dead roses knowing the beauty of the moment is fleeting Finding a reason to continue on when the joy is worth the bleeding As I stop and smell dead roses knowing the truth is more than what I’m seeing When the ache boasts but it can’t drown out the confidence of all that I’m believing Verse 2 Evaluating my life and strides The goals I’m still aiming to achieve My priorities finding alignment with All you taught me to believe Yearning for your wisdom to speak in the midst of the hard times And celebrate the milestones of pivotal moments of our lifelines The author of our faith writes on, scripting the legacy of His glory We are but passages on the pages of His unrelenting love story Pre Chorus Your expression still sings beyond the grave of this world passing away As you live on in a realm more alive than this one, in the everlasting light of day This world is more dead than you are when the sun is but a shadow and every light is just another shade of gray Chorus Still I stop and smell the dead roses knowing the beauty of the moment is fleeting Finding a reason to continue on when the joy is worth the bleeding As I stop and smell dead roses knowing the truth is more than what I’m seeing When the ache boasts but it can’t drown out the confidence of all that I’m believing Bridge Hopes founded beyond just rituals of wishful thinking But established by the Cornerstone The hearts thirst quenched by this cup of which I’m drinking The offering of God, never forsaken, never alone… Pre Chorus Your expression still sings beyond the grave of this world passing away As you live on in a realm more alive than this one, in the everlasting light of day This world is more dead than you are when the sun is but a shadow and every light is just another shade of gray Chorus Still I stop and smell the dead roses knowing the beauty of the moment is fleeting Finding a reason to continue on when the joy is worth the bleeding As I stop and smell dead roses knowing the truth is more than what I’m seeing When the ache boasts but it can’t drown out the confidence of all that I’m believing