White Roses (feat. The Staves)

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    Pack up the Sun
    And sweep away the stars
    And hang a veil over the Moon
    The cars are parked
    The bells are ringing out
    Just never thought you'd leave so soon

    But those white roses
    Are growing round the houses
    That you buried under the arches all your life

    Will you beg my forgiveness?
    Will you be my only witness?
    To this bird in flight

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    Over those white, white roses
    Those white, white roses

    I prayed for you
    When no-one was listening
    I helped you blow your candles out
    So good afternoon
    Good evening and good night
    I didn’t want this day to end

    But those white roses
    Are growing around the houses
    That you buried under the arches all your life
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    Will you beg my forgiveness?
    Will you be my only witness?
    To this bird in flight

    Over those white, white roses
    Those white, white roses

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    Composition: Will Taylor, Nicolas Edward Maurice Hill, and Sam Berridge

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