Garden ft. Milan Mathew Lyrics

Flowers are blooming

Flowers are drying

Butterflies spreading lies

That the flowers mean nothing

They grow and they shatter

Turn into ashes like that

But the gardener knows them by name

He takes care of them every day

Even the dried ones are put on a frame

On a large wall painted in grey

It's a place that I like to

Think about life

So quiet and beautiful

And I look at them flowers

Purple and yellow

Singing a different blue

But the gardener knows them by name

He takes care of them every day

Even the dried ones are put on a frame

And he shows it off to people who stay in the garden

It's the summer but

I got no friends and I like it here

And I'm hoping that the life ahead will make more sense

Then a nice little lady

Came and she wanted

A bouquet of flowers to give

To her son who had just now

Got out of prison

For a crime that he didn't do

And the gardener comes to the field

He looks at them one by one

He picks out the most beautiful

Then the butterfly smiled and said

That the flowers mean nothing

They grow and they shatter

Turn into ashes like that

The ones that are pretty are cut and they're given

And the others are left like that

What's the meaning

Does everything have to make sense

It's complicating me

Flowers are blooming, are dying, flies are spreading lies

Flowers are blooming, are dying, then the butterfly said

After some time

The flowers in the bouquet

Will dry and the petals fall, but

Maybe the lady

Knows how to grow them

And brings a new garden to life