Where the Devil's Flowers Grow - Marshall Clary

Where the wild wild flowers grow and winter waters flow There's a place that I've always loved the best When at last I lay me down final peace and rest I've found Take me home to my own and there I'll rest Take me home to my own and there I'll rest When as a little child hopes dreams runnin wild Someday I'd live just like a queen upon a throne Little did a poor girl know how hard the way to go So I wandered yes I wandered far from home Oh I wandered yes I wandered far from home Freedom was in the air you could feel it everywhere Don't be blinded it's Gods gift can't you see Never lay your armor down til peace and rest you've found Going home going home to be free Going home going home to be free

My body is a temple in A different world without a care Logical My future is a master of Nothing at all, it isn't there Typical I'm like you In awe of how the flowers grow I'm like you In awe of how the flowers grow My learning curve, inflection point It's where I live, all projection Fictional My creator, a woman who I belong to, can shut me down Irrational I'm like you In awe of how the flowers grow I'm like you In awe of how the flowers grow I'm like you In awe of how the flowers grow I'm like you In awe of how the flowers grow In awe of how the flowers grow I'm like you In awe of how the flowers grow

They call me The Wild Rose But my name was Elisa Day Why they call me that, I do not know For my name was Elisa Day From the first day I saw her, I knew she was the one She stared in my eyes and smiled For her lips were the color of the roses That grew down the river, all bloody and wild When he knocked on my door and entered the room My trembling subsided in his sure embrace He would be my first man, and with a careful hand He wiped at the tears that ran down my face They call me The Wild Rose But my name was Elisa Day Why they call me that, I do not know For my name was Elisa day On the second day, I brought her a flower She was more beautiful than any woman I'd seen I said, "Do you know where the wild roses grow So sweet and scarlet and free?" On the second day, he came with a single red rose He said, "Give me your loss and your sorrow?" I nodded my head as I lay on the bed If I show you the roses, will you follow? They call me The Wild Rose But my name was Elisa Day Why they call me that, I do not know For my name was Elisa Day On the third day he took me to the river He showed me the roses and we kissed And the last thing I heard was a muttered word As he knelt above me with a rock in his fist On the last day I took her where the wild roses grow She lay on the bank, the wind light as a thief And I kissed her goodbye, said "All beauty must die" And I knelt down and planted a rose between her teeth They call me The Wild Rose But my name is Elisa Day Why they call me it, I do not know For my name was Elisa Day My name was Elisa Day For my name was Elisa Day