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The Garden SongI see the flowers in your garden are in bloom.I see the flags are flying high. I hear you've gone and rearranged things in your room. I guess you're trying to cut-off my air supply. I came toward your window, real slowly. I knew deep down I was about to strike oil. I guess by the now the flowers in your garden know me. I felt them trying to get at me through the soil. my bare feet felt the cool, soft dirt, moving up my ankles, but I don't fear you. the thorns began tearing at my shirt, but I didn't even care when they tore clear through. your garden can't hurt me. your flowers don't threaten my life. your garden can't hurt me anymore. your flowers don't threaten my life. |