Martian Garden - Rustin Man

Winter’s Slipping into Springtime

Left me with scars on my face

See the cobra, catch him hissing

Follow the path he takes

My words get lost out here, I am the tired intruder

You’re not wrong, when the deal is done I’m more than gone

I’m closing down the old fairground, it’s the past I’m selling

Show me the garden of life, it’s all that I’m buying

Should we blow this never ending life?

Roam around in circles through our mind?

Round and round we lead the parade, it’s burning us out

Sometimes we try rolling by, take on the blame

It’s better than this mind of games, we should be rolling by

Lead the parade, that’s burning us out, throwing choice in some doubt

Given this time is all but pulling out

Given this town is all but dying out

Hold me and take me, I don’t know what to wear

Hold me my darling, I daren’t say a prayer

I’m closing down the old fairground, all my crowd are fading

Come join the greeting twilight, a new dawn is breaking

Should we blow this never ending life?

Roam around in circles through our mind?

Round and round we lead the parade, it’s burning us out

Sometimes we try rolling by, take on the blame

It’s better than this mind of games, we should be rolling by

Lead the parade, that’s burning us out, move on and try rolling by

Hold on and try rolling by, take on the blame, try rolling by

Lead the parade, that’s burning us out, move on and try rolling by