Garden Over Embers ft. Max Oliva Lyrics

When did reality become subpar?

Pills in my pocket and liquor never far

Powder in my wallet and a fatal family at the bar

Remnants of a childhood left so marred

When we sat down for dinner in the North End

I never thought you'd present my one year medallion

Let's say a prayer for your mama up in Heaven

That ring on your finger must mean something

We somehow grew a garden over embers

At dawn our lilacs revel, then surrender

It seems God offered me a pardon

So I share this sober toast with you my darling

When did reality become subpar?

Dealers were friends, took drugs from strange men,

And passed out in the train car

Any grievance sent my way

Was a good excuse to escape the pain

Nights spent praying that I'd wake up tomorrow sane

When we sat down for dinner in the North End

I never thought you'd present my one year medallion

Let's say a prayer for your mama up in Heaven

These rings on our fingers must mean something

We somehow grew a garden over embers

At dawn our lilacs revel, then surrender

It seems God offered me a pardon

So I share this sober toast with you my darling

God must have offered us a pardon

Now I share this sober toast with you my darling