There are cracks and holes
in the ceiling above your head
And there is dust and water
coming in
You try to repair, try to get a grip
but it is useless nonetheless
What can you do when all falls apart
When cracks are getting bigger
When outside trees lose their leaves
When Winter knocks on your door
And you try to save your box of memories
Let the ceiling of old beliefs collapse
Let the ground of the past be taken from you
Take off your black coat
and let the old you die
Allow death to do its work
And let it free you
Look around there are ruins everywhere
But see,
Among the grey, among the dust
There is a wild rose blossoming
Untouched, and it is for you
Rise from the ashes now
Rise towards the sun
And build your new world around
the rose
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