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There's gonna be roses And your picture in a frame The women will be cryin' and the men they will whisper your name Umbrellas will be open On a hillside of graves The children will be dressed up and chase each other in the rain And there's gonna be a darkness It may be colder than you'd guess There may not be music There may not be stairs There may not be angels filling the air Your mother may be there Your father may be there There may not be voices sent from a throne to carry you home Now Heaven may not get you The Devil may see you first He's hitting himself in both the beast and the birth A stranger may have found you Where the angels have lulled you to sleep To swallow you whole like a whale from your head to your feet And there's gonna be a darkness It may be colder than you'd guessed There may not be music SongtexteThere may not be stairs There may not be angels filling the air Your mother may be there Your father may be there There may not be voices sent from a throne to carry you home Where you think there's a place Wide open and white Where you think you'll be safe Where you think there's a light There's gonna be a darkness May be colder than you'd guessed There may not be music There may not be stairs There may not be angels filling the air Your mother may be there Your father may be there There may not be voices sent from a throne to carry you home There may not be music There may not be stairs There may not be angels filling the air Your mother may be there Your father may be there There may not be voices sent from a throne to carry you home There's gonna be roses And your picture in a frame The women will be cryin' and the men they will whisper your name Aus Songtexte Mania