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Garden Back To Ground
The sky’s been crying for twelve days straight now
A little denial before it poured out
A little encouragement turned the garden back to ground
And, I got my knees dirty just as I thought I would
It could have been without stain
A noon day without shadow
And, we could have still been clean
Playing in the great open meadow
But, even the greatest plans inevitably fail
Now the red lines streak across our eyes
Proof of the heart we hide
Proof that life still remains inside
If only we could overcome the mountain’s valley
It could have been clearly cut
A path for our feet to follow
And, maybe it should have been enough
But, can love ever conquer sorrow
Or, were we just shooting with plastic guns
I know I gave my heart away
But, doesn’t desperation mean giving up all in order to gain anything at all
And, I know I spoke words
But, words in haste don’t take much thought and take away all the meaning of
And, for that I am sorry
And, as for day thirteen, the sun’s still not shining
