Ben Harper
Roses From My Friends

I could have treated you better
But you couldn't have treated me worse
But it's he who laughs last
It is he who cries first

Sometimes I feel I know strangers
better than I know my friends
Why must a beginning
be the means to an end?

The stones from my enemies
these wounds will mend
But I cannot survive
the roses from my friends

When the last word has been spoken
and we've bleared witness to the final setting sun
All that shall remain is a token
of what we've said and done

When all we've had has been forsaken
And distant church bells no longer ring
That's the sound of a heart taken
and the story of tears from a king

The stones from my enemies
these wounds will mend
But I cannot survive
the roses from my friends

This may be the last time I see you
Forgive me for holding you close
This may be the last time I see you
So of this moment I will make the most

This may be the last time I see you
But if you keep me in your heart
together we shall be eternal
If you believe
we shall never part

The stones from my enemies
These wounds will mend
But I cannot survive
the roses from my friends


Mirror lyrics:

the roses from my friends
But I cannot survive
These wounds will mend
The stones from my enemies

we shall never part
If you believe
together we shall be eternal
But if you keep me in your heart
This may be the last time I see you

So of this moment I will make the most
This may be the last time I see you
Forgive me for holding you close
This may be the last time I see you

the roses from my friends
But I cannot survive
these wounds will mend
The stones from my enemies

and the story of tears from a king
That's the sound of a heart taken
And distant church bells no longer ring
When all we've had has been forsaken

of what we've said and done
All that shall remain is a token
and we've bleared witness to the final setting sun
When the last word has been spoken

the roses from my friends
But I cannot survive
these wounds will mend
The stones from my enemies

be the means to an end?
Why must a beginning
better than I know my friends
Sometimes I feel I know strangers

It is he who cries first
But it's he who laughs last
But you couldn't have treated me worse
I could have treated you better


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