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Rose was born in the country but she dreamt of the sea
She lived with the best friend of a cobbler's son
Where they take
of their own
She walks freely through the forest
And feathers from her plume
Pushed from the flock she knows, so she eats alone
Best friend on her own, and does she know
That she has a soul?
And does she know, where we all go?
Rose tucks her head in dark feathers to keep from the storm
She sits silent on the front porch watching it all go
When the fire burns, and the garden grows
And the children play, through the orchard's moans
One day Rose left her porch and found the water running free
She jumped right in, tucked her feet in and took that river to the sea
How does she know, where we all go?
How does she know, that she has a soul?