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In The Garden (Album Version) Lyrics
- Genre:Folk
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Through the glass
Cross the divide
A complex system in there hides
Three golden hair and two dictators
Broken trio
I'm the neighbor
Trucks with boxes moved them in
Laying a foundation for a narrative
The oldest first to go
The youngest grabbed her coat
I'm running away she told her parents
To my backyard she stumbled on accident
I watched the roots fall away they were binding
I watched it slip off of her finger
The old money wedding ring
Her frame retreated to the house
I watched her spirit still there roam
Through the fog stayed with the mystic
Making friends with garden gnomes
She stays here by the fountain
Her soul stays
In the garden
Through the glass
Cross the divide
A mourning family in their hides
A golden girl made a dictator
Had never seen her father cry
Predisposed independence
It's been cut short her lonely adolescence
Break down the glass
There's no divide
Ran to the stage
The youngest hides
She's running away
She saw her audience
To my backyard she returned to her essence
Intrigued she explored
Her old self took reminding
I watched her find her spirit but new roots now were binding
She grabbed our hands to watch her act
With spectators watched and sat
Through the fog we left the mystic
Watching a life on sixteen tracks
A ghost stays by the fountain
Now her spirit watches
Time to wait it's supposed to rain
Summer camp songs were always her favorite
Sixteen lines run over time
Intentional verses impulsively hurt them
Rumors fly what if she didn't lie
Then maybe she wouldn't have had to see him
Dreaming of her comfort blanket
Foreshadow a lifetime of lyrics and life lines
Her inner child who watched beside me
Whispered all her family's secrets
She let her spirit leave
She'll drive back on her birthday
To find a sad scene the garden torn away
Her grin now fails
The tears will fall
Appears her spirit standing tall
I've been here with you sixteen years
She tells her wiping broken tears
A million lessons learned near the museum
She broke the stage's roots for a newfound freedom
In the garden
In the garden
In the garden