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