Roses Blooming in the Dark Songtext

von Punch Brothers

There's an old man's pub away in London
Where you'll find an awfully pretty girl
Sitting low but proud up on her barstool
Singing low but whatever she will

Now whatever's playing on the jukebox
As she doesn't wonder where you are
Ain't it sad and wonderful to see her
Like the roses blooming in the dark

That were planted with her
That are blooming with her in the dark
Oh she ain't lonesome
She ain't lonesome tonight after 8 half pints
And an ocean between her and trying again

There's a young man's bar, home in Manhattan
Where the boys and I will drink your health
As you lie awake and she lies sleeping
In separate beds, in separate hotels

We talk about how long you fled the chapel
Learned you won't be getting very far
Ain't it sad and wonderful to see her
Like the roses blooming in the dark

That were planted with her
That are blooming with her in the dark
Oh ain't you lonesome?
Ain't you lonesome this morning?
Turns out there's more than an ocean
Between you and trying again

Oh she ain't lonesome
Ain't that lonesome to know?
Don't you wish it were only an ocean
Between you and trying again?

So sweet day will awake washed ashore
By the waves of an ocean
Behind us and trying again