Oh can you smell the roses now. <br />Its just after sunset in a fairytale. <br />Dreams have been bent and molded. <br />Everything must fit and have its perfect little place. <br />For theirs no escape. <br />Trapped within. <br />A world full of sin. <br />It's our punishment in the form vengeance. <br />Redemption is out of our grasp. <br />So again I must laugh at the simple things <br />That make this life quaint. <br /> <br />Oh can you smells roses now? <br />Its just after sunset in a fairytale. <br />If the rain falls is that what we want? <br />The rules are ours. <br />Like children were still trying grasp the concept. <br />Every day thing changes, <br />But still at the root they are the same. <br />Some ambition, with some premonitions <br />and we build it, <br />like we always had the need. <br />Its not greed that we lust. <br />It a simple got to do something. <br />It's hard question to answer. <br />Why were we put here? <br />Is their something we must sacrifice? <br />Is their we must learn or teach? <br />Is their mark we must leave? <br />Fortune and fame backed by so many names. <br /> <br />Oh can you smell the rose now? <br />Just after sunset in another fairy tale.<br /><br />Ace Of Black Hearts<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/purpose-poem-can-you-smell-the-roses-now/
