Garden Grows -

Why oh, why’s the thought of sitting on a, the thought of sitting on a cloud so

many miles away?

When my head’s been innocently floating in and out of time, and what is today?

Killing time is not what you want to worry about, because it’s never ending

Throw a hand out, save it for as long as you can, it’ll be on your side

But I’ve been blindly starring out the window

Staring out the window trying to see the colours collide

But they won’t until I step into the sunlight and take a breath

Suddenly the clouds I want to sit on start moving aside

To fix a problem you’re never going to do it with eyes, you’re just wasting

more time

To make amends you have to mend, your hands will be fine

They’re the perfect tool but…

Nothing, nothing in the garden grows without a little bit of care and attention

I thought I should mention, from here it seems that nobody knows

Woah, I found out I’m going under, found out I’m going under the waves that

used to wave at me

I’m sure I used to think that they were friendly

Until they held me by the chest and filled my lungs with doubt

And said, «breathing's just a luxury we choose to give it out now!»

Let me go I’m sick of being drowned and staying alive, I’m not asking nicely

Cut the ties, close your eyes, take a breath you’ll be fine, you can slip right

under

Nothing, nothing in the garden grows without a little bit of care and attention

I thought I should mention, cos from here it seems that nobody knows

I’ve been, I’ve been known to open doors

I’m not allowed to see inside it so blind me with words

That confine me to a garden where I’ll sit on my own