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Rose, I hear your voice near to me
I've put away the poisoned chalice, for now
And lie down amongst the flowerbeds

Whichever stars we walk among
We both seek out the darkest red
The wine was turned to blood again
Without this blood we'd both be dead

I've wound myself tight into the hedgerows
Let's see which way the winter wind blows

You are my shadow
Rose, I hear your voice near to me   I've put away the poisoned chalice, for now   And lie down amongst the flowerbeds      Whichever stars we walk among   We both seek out the darkest red   The wine was turned to blood again   Without this blood we'd both be dead      I've wound myself tight into the hedgerows   Let's see which way the winter wind blows      You are my shadow