Blue Rose
Lizz Wright Lyrics


Jump to: Overall Meaning ↴  Line by Line Meaning ↴

Blue as the crying sky
With no thorn, no thistle
Only an open face
Staring at the waking world

Maybe she's just a morning glory
Lost in a tangle of vine
Maybe she's just a morning glory
lost in a tangle of vine

Her arms stretch wide
To receive life
And her roots go deep into the black earth
Wild strength and she blooms

Maybe she's just a morning glory
Lost in a tangle of vine
Maybe she's just a monring glory
Lost in a tangle a vine

She blooms while the people sleep
Only the travelers see her
To those who rise with the noonday sun
She is a closed mystery

Maybe she's just a morning glory
Lost in a tangle of vine
Maybe she's just a morning glory
Lost in a tangle of vine





Lost in a tangle of vine
Lost in a tangle of vine

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Lizz Wright's song "Blue Rose" tell a story of a mysterious flower - the "blue rose" - that blooms in the morning while the rest of the world is still asleep. The flower is described as having an open face with no thorns or thistles, stretching its arms wide to receive life and sending its roots deep into the earth to find nourishment. The singer suggests that the flower is perhaps a "morning glory lost in a tangle of vine," meaning that among the many other flowers and plants surrounding it, it can easily be overlooked or misunderstood. The singer recognizes the flower's wild strength and beauty but acknowledges that not everyone will be able to see it - only travelers who happen upon it in the early hours of the day will truly appreciate its wonder.


The lyrics of "Blue Rose" are poetic and metaphorical, using the flower as a symbol for something greater: perhaps the idea that beauty can exist in unexpected places, or that there is something magical about the early morning hours before the world wakes up. The verses describe the flower's physical characteristics and the way it exists in the world (an open face, deep roots, wild strength), while the repeating chorus ("Maybe she's just a morning glory lost in a tangle of vine") suggests that the flower may be misunderstood or underestimated. Overall, the song is a tribute to the hidden and overlooked beauty in the world, and encourages listeners to slow down and appreciate the wonders around them.


Line by Line Meaning

Blue as the crying sky
The color of this rose is as blue as the sky when it's crying.


With no thorn, no thistle
There are no sharp edges or thorns, and everything about this rose is gentle.


Only an open face
The face of the rose is fully open, revealing all its beauty for the world to see.


Staring at the waking world
The rose is looking out into the world, taking it all in as everything comes to life in the morning.


Maybe she's just a morning glory
Perhaps the rose is like a morning glory flower, which only blooms in the morning hours.


Lost in a tangle of vine
The rose is surrounded by vines and perhaps it's difficult to see its true beauty.


Her arms stretch wide
The rose's petals are spread out wide, as if it's reaching out to embrace all that life has to offer.


To receive life
The rose is open and receptive to everything the world has to offer.


And her roots go deep into the black earth
The rose is firmly rooted in the earth and connected to the life force that runs through it.


Wild strength and she blooms
The rose has a wild and powerful energy that allows it to bloom with great beauty.


She blooms while the people sleep
The rose's beauty is revealed during the nighttime hours when most people are sleeping.


Only the travelers see her
The people who are up and about during the night, like travelers or night owls, are the ones who get to see the rose's beauty.


To those who rise with the noonday sun
People who are awake when the sun is high in the sky miss out on the rose's beauty because it's no longer in bloom.


She is a closed mystery
For those who miss the rose's bloom, it remains a mystery and they never get to see all its beauty.


Lost in a tangle of vine
The rose remains hidden from the world, surrounded by vines and obscured from view.


Maybe she's just a morning glory
Perhaps the rose is like a morning glory flower, which only blooms in the morning hours.


Lost in a tangle of vine
The rose remains hidden from the world, surrounded by vines and obscured from view.




Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing
Written by: ELIZABETH LACHARLA WRIGHT, KENNETH BANKS

Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
To comment on or correct specific content, highlight it

Genre not found
Artist not found
Album not found
Song not found

More Versions