‘Garden’

Goin’ to the garden to get some roses, 

Won’t find a rose without a thorn on it. 

The wind captures a moment of time. 

Where pedals in the breeze are torn apart. 

You look a lil bit salty today, 

Can I get you anything from the store. 

You look a lil bit salty today, 

Your silence is understandable. 

Goin’ to the garden to pick some roses, 

Over the hills and cross the county line. 

A place where overcast never shadows. 

Sunflowers gaze dance towards the light. 

You look a lil bit salty today, 

Can I get you anything from the store. 

You look a lil bit salty today, 

Your silence is understandable. 

Bridge cross the river, 

Into uncharted lands. 

Rocks form into a barrier, 

On a bank of sand. 

You look a lil bit salty today, 

Can I get you anything from the store. 

You look a lil bit salty today, 

Your silence is understandable.