Garden

Miles and miles the tongues of the ocean

tarmac and teenage tears

Life it just happens those roads and the lessons

Always from things I feared

When I was young

I cared for no one

I had my fun

But I was broken

Piece by piece

Stone by stone

What is beneath

Is above as below

Where is my home?

Where is my garden?

When I’m alone

I am surrounded

Love with condition a family tradition

Don’t make it right or wrong

Now for the reverse of pain to you endured

You were the strongest one

When you were young

Life was a struggle

No one would come

To ease the trouble

Piece by piece

Stone by stone

What is beneath

Is above as below

We’ll build a home

We’ll grow a garden

When we get old

Will we stay open?

Open, open, will we stay open?

You are my home

You are my garden

When we get old

Will we stay open?

Open, open, will we stay open?