She wore a gown of winter silk, A veil of lace to hide her eyes. They called it love, they called it fate, While candles burned and old men smiled. A crown too heavy for her head, A ring too tight around her hand. They sang of forever in the hall, But no one heard her silent call. Something old… Something new… Something borrowed… Something cruel. Blue rose… Step aside… The thorns have learned to fight. Blue rose… Open wide… No more shadows steal her light. Let the kingdom hear the warning, Let the broken walls divide. The flower they tried to bury… Has awakened deep inside. Blue rose… Step aside… She was never yours to hide. The mirrors in the castle knew, They watched her fade into the night. A thousand candles lit her room, But none could warm the endless cold inside. They said “You’re blessed,” they said “You’re chosen,” While her dreams turned into dust. A flower pressed between cruel pages, A heart that learned who it could trust. Something old… Something new… Something borrowed… Something true. Blue rose… Step aside… The thorns have learned to fight. Blue rose… Open wide… No more shadows steal her light. Let the kingdom hear the warning, Let the broken walls divide. The flower they tried to bury… Has awakened deep inside. Blue rose… Step aside… She was never yours to hide. Not old enough to understand… Yet old enough to wear the chain. The kingdom danced… The kingdom sang… While she carried all the pain. But beneath the frozen petals, A fire waited for the spring. The little rose they tried to silence… Would become the fiercest thing. Rise… Little rose. Break the spell. Break the throne. The castle built from suffering… Will fall by stone. Blue rose… Step aside… The dawn has come tonight. Blue rose… Arise… Turn your sorrow into light. Let the kingdom remember, Let the old stories be rewritten. The flower they thought was broken… Was the one they should have listened. Blue rose… Step aside… A queen has come alive. Once upon a time… They thought they buried a rose. They never knew… It was waiting to bloom.
