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This is one of the most powerful songs I've ever heard. It could be the theme song of my life.

Roses
by David Olney

Lightning spoke to the wind
The Devil's in me today, my friend
Do you see that old oak tree down yonder?
Blow like hell and bring down thunder
And when your raging's through
I'll cut that oak in two

The wind began to moan
The old oak tree began to groan
Thunder raged like Hell's own daughter
The air was filled with fire and water
And laughing viciously, Lightning struck that tree

The old oak tree began to shudder
But he held his ground like some old soldier
His ancient pride was burnt and shaken
But something deep inside did waken
He raised his limbs just like Moses

And blossomed roses
He blossomed roses
He blossomed roses

The sky is clear, the air is clean
The earth is brown, the forest green
The ancient oak he still is standing
With strength that passes understanding
Like dreams a noble mind composes

He blossoms roses
He blossoms roses
He blossoms roses, roses, roses

Roses