The Briar And The Rose (Tom Waits)

I fell asleep down by the stream,
And there I had the strangest dream;
Down by Brennan's Glenn there grows,
A briar and the rose.

There's a tree in the forest,
But I don't know where;
I built a nest out of your hair,
And climbing up into the air,
The briar and the rose.

Now I don't know how long it's been,
But I was born in Brennan's Glenn;
And near the end of spring there grows,
A briar and the rose.

I picked the rose one early morn,
I pricked my finger on a thorn;
They'd grown so close their winding wove,
The briar 'round the rose.

I tried to tear them both apart,
I felt a bullet in my heart;
And all dressed up in spring's new clothes,
The briar and the rose.

And when I'm buried and in my grave,
Tell me then so I may know;
Your tears will fall to make love grow,
The briar and the rose.

Your tears will fall to make love grow,
The briar and the rose.