Garden of Delight - Cory Hanson

Climbing up the Mother’s Horn

Looking at the sky as she takes a bath

And I’m drinking from an endless cup

Filled up with my eyes ears nose and tongue

Madmen on a sunken ship

Choking on the laugh language that they’re on

And the numbers written on the sail

Keep track of the waves that they think they saw

Try your best to understand

Oh it’s only gonna make it easier

Try your best to understand

Oh it’s only gonna make it easier

All I have to give you now

Cannot be observed by the naked eye

It’s a violence of the human soul

Laying down alone in your memory

Try your best to understand

Oh it’s only gonna make it easier

Try your best to understand

Oh it’s only gonna make it easier