Gardens Songtext
von Tomas McCarthy

These fallen pictures from the skies
Perfume for the eyes
Oh they tell oh so many lies
When you scroll past them
Now what the hell you gonna do
When the picture is of you
And your worst nightmare′s coming true
Don't you feel so sad
It ain′t all that bad
Take my hand and keep on moving
In the right direction
Let's eradicate the greed
Don't pick the flowers let ′em be
We′ll watch them grow, collect the seeds
And we can all have gardens
Yeah
Ah
Someday we'll all have gardens
Na na na na
Na na na


Na na na
Someday
There is election and distraction
Terror and reaction
Isolation and infraction
And then a loss of all compassion
There ain′t no good that this could do
When the picture isn't true
It paints the world in black and blue
Don′t you feel so sad it ain't all that bad
Raise your hand and keep on moving in the right direction
Let′s eradicate the greed don't pick the flowers let 'em be
We′ll watch ′em grow, collect the seeds and we can all have gardens
Yeah
Oh
Someday we'll all have gardens
Na na na-ah ah na, na na na-ah ah na, na na na ah-ah ah, someday
Well I know, just as sure as the sun will always shine
That we′ll get through this all in time
Someday we'll all have gardens
Na na na na
Na na na
Na na na
Someday we′ll all have gardens
Na na na
Na na na
Na na na
Someday we'll all have gardens
Na na na na na, na na na na na na
Someday we′ll all have gardens
You better believe me
Someday we'll all have gardens