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I hated this song because it made my cry, then I loved it so much

Posted about 4 years ago
There used to be a greying tower alone on the sea.You became the light on the dark side of me.Love remained a drug that's the high and not the pill.But did you know,That when it snows,My eyes become large and,The light that you shine can be seen.Baby,I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey.Ooh,The more I get of youThe stranger it feels, yeah.And now that your rose is in bloom,A light hits the gloom on the grave.There is so much a man can tell you,So much he can say.You remain,My power, my pleasure, my pain.Baby, to me you're like a growing addiction that I can't denyWon't you tell me is that healthy, baby?But did you know,That when it snows,My eyes become large and the light that you shine can be seen.Baby,I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey.Ooh, the more I get of youThe stranger it feels, yeah.Now that your rose is in bloom.A light hits the gloom on the grave,I've been kissed by a rose on the grey,I've been kissed by a rose...And if I should fall, along the wayI've been kissed by a roseThere is so much a man can tell you,So much he can say.You remainMy power, my pleasure, my pain.To me you're like a growing addiction that I can't denyWon't you tell me is that healthy, baby.But did you know,That when it snows,My eyes become large and,the light that you shine can be seen.Baby,I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey,Ooh, the more I get of youStranger it feels, yeahNow that your rose is in bloom,A light hits the gloom on the grave.Yes I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey.Ooh, the more I get of youThe stranger it feels, yeah.Now that your rose is in bloom.A light hits the gloom on the grave,Now that your rose is in bloom.A light hits the gloom on the grave
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Comments (4)

  1. scotfree
    scotfree says Yes, that's a classik fer sure. Hang in there and keep sharing!
    Permalink posted 12/06/2007
  2. 2Serenity
    2Serenity says {{mickimicki}} One of my all time favorite songs. Chris would want you to be strong, sis. I know it is hard. The memories stir up so many emotions that is hard to verbally express the confusion and sadness and this is why this song truly speaks to you and to all of us. My best friend was murdered a few years ago and when I hear this song I think of him. I think of what could have been and the life he could have had if he was given the chance to live one more day on this Earth. Obviously, God needed him in his domain at that time to carry out other plans. I know my friend is my guardian angel and I know Chris is your guardian angel too. Continue to share, cry, scream and just go through all the emotions. I still have not been able to truly come to peace with the death of my friend because of how brutal it was [a guy snapped his neck killing him instantly and put his body into a duffle bag for it to be found in his apartment by his super] but I guess you have to learn how to cope in different ways. For me, it is music and writing. I am thankful we have each other here to console and hug one another virtually because you know we have your best interests at heart here. Bless you, Micki! {{micki micki}}
    Permalink posted 12/06/2007
  3. mickimicki
    mickimicki says Oh Jennifer. That's a horrible, horrible thing that happened to your friend... I'm so sorry! I can see how it's hard to deal with the violence, the inhumanity of it... not that it makes much difference, but did they catch the person who did this? I wouldn't want to see him dead, but locked up for a long time for sure... Thanks for your words of encouragement... true, grief is "a long and winding road", don't know if it ever really ends when someboy was taken so prematurely... I'm at peace about my father, but then he was 72 and his death was a blessing because he had incurable cancer... and, I was by his side when he died, holding his hand. Means everything to me that we were able to say goodbye... I read an article today about the victims of that Omaha shooting... a childless 56-year-old was among them, and his 91-year-old mother said "I've been through tragedy before, You hurt. There's not a thing you can do about it." I was touched, hearing it simple and clear from a lady who lived long enough to learn something about life... It's hard to accept...but loss and grief are parts of life, have always been, will always be... I was just so spoiled by lucky time & place, before... Big hug over {{{Jenny}}} ;-)
    Permalink posted 12/07/2007
  4. 2Serenity
    2Serenity says {{micki}} You are blessed to have had those tender moments with your Dad! So fortunate. I know he is blessing you and your family from above. I see where you get such your tender soul - your poppa! The situation in Omaha horrifies me because the young man who committed the crime was trying to make some changes in his life but it seems as though he felt as though he had no where to turn and he felt death was the way to go. Depression is rampant in every community, every neighborhood, every culture but why is there not truly a universal way for us all to admit that we have these problems?! I can admit my depression. It is normal. People need to know - it is normal to hurt and have pain and to feel awkward and to fill socially out of place. I go through this time and time again and I tend to relate to some of these killer's and their depression because it is normal. Unfortunately, these kids feel as though they have no one to turn to. Death should not have been the end result. When I see young people hurting, I tend to embrace them and let them know they are not alone. The 91 year old mother is a wise lady for she knows you have to just move on but you never forget. Chris will never be forgotten. Your father will not be forgotten. Keep their memories alive by sharing stories, laughing and embracing the good times and know that they want you to prosper in life as a loving mother, daughter, sister, friend and eventual wife to someone!! Hugs more to you, Micki!! {{Mickimicki}}
    Permalink posted 12/07/2007

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