Gardens Songtext
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Should not make the roster
Cause I am an impostor
I tricked you by piling on the years

I′ve been wasting my time
On thoughts of all the cheap wine
If you knew it'd bore you straight to tears
More than the sum of all your greatest fears

I have heard the anthems
Blazing from the grandstands
I find myself only getting bored


That′s when I blaze a tape loop
Of white noise to reboot
That good news is known to strike a chord
Just like waves are lappin' at the shore
Come on back and bring a little more

Have you seen the gardens
That is on the arms of
Fathers' daughters dancing in the streets

Well I must confess that
You know my only goal is
To lay amongst the branches and the leaves
And let those gentle branches cradle me

Would you not believe in time?
Could you hardly prove it?
I want you to know that I
I could end it too
In time
Alright
I got it bad