Coming Up Roses
Curve
The Way of Curve 1990/2004 (2004)

I'm coming up roses now flying high, no-one can touch me as I wave good-bye ,I'm tall as a willow baby tall as a willow I'm sure not sorry for that.
You wouldn't believe the stuff I know and have collected. I'm hung up on breathing now when I want, no-one can hurt me when I'm in trouble,
I'm strong as I'm mellow baby strong as I'm mellow I sure am happy for that . Have you ever seen the things I own and have neglected,
they're all quite strange and unconnected, and that's why they're strong. A mile is long when home is far away (coming up roses now flying high)
A mile is long when home is far away (home is far away) I'm holding the fiddle now playing hard, I've learnt my lesson in self-composure,
I shout and I bellow baby, shout and I bellow, can you hear me out back. Can you feel the way I've grown and disconnected. A mile is long when home is far away (coming up roses now flying high) A mile is long when home is far away (coming up roses now flying high) A mile is long when home is far away.
The night is long, the day is long, the night is long, the day is long. A mile is long when home is far away (the night is long the day is long
The night is long the day is long) A mile is long when home is far away (coming up roses now flying high) A mile is long when home is far away
Home is far away A first thought came to the sound and it filled itself with spectrum so it can see from the back of its head, It can sense the shifting moods how little the first thought knows Its intentions its code of honour till it's formed with cunning humour. Feel the beat fall in then a second leg came from the sound what if I just don't deliver, the queen bee, the enemy, the ecstasy. A beast at the core of its nature, a beast at the core of its nature.