Liane Carroll - Standard Issue (0000) by Liane Carroll (보컬) on maniadb.com

I fell asleep down by the stream
And there i had the strangest dream
Down by brennan's glenn there grows
A briar and a rose

There's a tree in the forest
But i don't know where
I built a nest out of your hair
And climbing up into the air
A briar and a rose

I don't know how long it has been
But i was born in brennan's glenn
And near the end of spring there grows
A briar and a rose

I picked the rose one early morn
I pricked my finger on a thorn
They'd grown so close
Their winding wove
The briar around the rose

I tried to tear them both apart
I felt a bullet in my heart
All dressed up in spring's new clothes
The briar and the rose

And when i'm buried in my grave
Tell me so i will know
Your tears will fall
To make love grow
The briar and the rose

And when i'm buried in my grave
Tell me so i will know
Your tears will fall
To make them grow
The briar and the rose

Your tears will fall
To make them grow
The briar and the rose

I learned the truth at seventeen
That love was meant for beauty queens
And high school girls with clear skinned smiles
Who married young and then retired
The valentines I never knew
The Friday night charades of youth
Were spent on one more beautiful
At seventeen I learned the truth

And those of us with ravaged faces
Lacking in the social graces
Desperately remained at home
Inventing lovers on the phone
Who called to say, "come dance with me"
And murmur vague obscenities
It isn't all it seems at seventeen

A brown eyed girl in hand-me-downs
Whose name I never could pronounce said
Pity, please, the ones who serve
They only get what they deserve
The rich-relationed home-town queen
Marries into what she needs
With a guarantee of company and haven for the elderly

Remember those who win the game
Lose the love they sought to gain
In debentures of quality
And dubious integrity
Their small town eyes will gape at you in
Dull surprise when payment due
Exceeds accounts received at seventeen

To those of us who knew the pain
Of valentines that never came
And those whose names were never called
When choosing sides for basketball
It was long ago and far away
The world was younger than today
And dreams were all they gave for free
To ugly duckling girls like me

We all play the game and when we dare
To cheat ourselves at solitaire
Inventing lovers on the phone
Repenting other lives unknown
That call and say, "come dance with me"
And murmur vague obscenities
At ugly girls like me, at seventeen