From the album, Not So Deep as a Well, available here: http://tunes.mamabirdrecordingco.com/album/not-so-deep-as-a-well There was a rose that faded young; I saw its shattered beauty hung Upon a broken stem. I heard them say, "What need to care With roses budding everywhere?" I did not answer them. There was a bird, brought down to die; They said, "A hundred fill the sky- What reason to be sad?" There was a girl, whose lover fled; I did not wait, the while they said, "There's many another lad."







