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The Rose 
Medium
by Bette Midler
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say it is a river
That the reed
Some say it is a razor
that leaves your to bleed
Some say it is a hunger
an aching need
I say it is a flower
and you its seed
It's the heart of breaking
that never to dance
It's the afraid of waking
that never takes the chance
It's the one who won't be taken
who cannot seem to give
and the soul afraid of dyin'
that never to live
When the night has been too lonely
and the road has been too long
and you think that love is only
for the lucky and the strong
Just remember in the winter
far beneath the bitter snows
lies the seed that the sun's love
in the spring becomes the
That the reed
Some say it is a razor
that leaves your to bleed
Some say it is a hunger
an aching need
I say it is a flower
and you its seed
It's the heart of breaking
that never to dance
It's the afraid of waking
that never takes the chance
It's the one who won't be taken
who cannot seem to give
and the soul afraid of dyin'
that never to live
When the night has been too lonely
and the road has been too long
and you think that love is only
for the lucky and the strong
Just remember in the winter
far beneath the bitter snows
lies the seed that the sun's love
in the spring becomes the
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