Gregory Alan Isakov
Garden
On a long roadWe are just treesWave in the windstormWe are slow wheelsWe are potholesAnd it passesJust like lightningAnd it's overWe remember nothingBury me in the gardenBury me in the gardenSo that I can feed youBury me in the gardenAnd night rang live beneath the skin (??)On a long roadWe are tall weedsMisplaced and misconceivedWe are windblownI want to grow old with youAnd there's too many streets and avenues from me to youBury me in the gardenBury me in the gardenSongtexteSo that I can feed youBury me in the garden (x6)(There is too many streets and avenues)Bury me in the garden(From me to you)Bury me in the garden (x3)
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