Soulsilly Tales

Even flowers grow on stone

Like karma, said the wise man

Like the blueprint on your soul

Like a roadmap to your heart and

Even flowers grow on stone

 

Like drops of blue ink on a paper

Like a story still untold

Like oil on canvas, said the painter

Even flowers grow on stone

 

And in the darkest night of winter

After you have paid the cost

You embrace the truth that’s in there

See that’s the gain of loss

 

When winter’s cold and bitter

After you have gained and lost

You can look into the mirror

Only truth can pay the cost

 

It’s the time you pick up the pieces

It’s the time you lick your wounds

It’s the time you turn the tables

Even flowers grow on stone

 

And in the darkest night of winter

After you have paid the cost

You embrace the truth that’s in there

See that’s the gain of loss

You embrace the truth within

and Even flowers grow on stone

Even flowers grow on stone