Story Behind The Song
Written at 5 AM on the morning of a gig day. The words poured out in a stream of consciousness and I soon realized they could represent universal growth and change.
Song Description
Starting with the image of a tight little rosebud in the mud, which gradually opens up and blossoms. It's a metaphor for spiritual growth and development.
| Song Length |
3:21 |
Genre |
New Age - Contemporary, World - Celtic |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
| Mood |
Exultant |
Subject |
Evolution, Philosophy |
| Similar Artists |
Tori Amos, Annie Lennox |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Rosebud
Waiting to go on, I'm like a tender little bud,
stuck in the mud, all closed up tight, afraid of light
-- but that's all right.
Then I start to play, to have my say, 'cause it's my day,
I change my mind, and then I find that I unwind
-- and that's all right.
We are all like flowers, making bowers, gaining power
as we grow, we come to know there is a flow
Sometimes in the rain, when we feel pain & we raise Cain,
we start to stew, but then with dew we're washed anew
One by one, the petals open up.
To the sun we offer a loving cup.
In the wake of storm, come with the morn, the rose is born;
bask in the sun, no need to run, the battle's won
We are all like flowers, making bowers, gaining power
as we grow, we've come to know we're in the flow
One by one, the petals open up.
To the sun we offer a loving cup, offer a loving, cup, Offer a loving cup.
Words & Music: Kari Tieger (ASCAP) ©1991
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