Garden (2003 Remastered Version)

My garden is all overgrown And the weeds are creepin' up on my home Grass has grown over two foot high And the trees are blockin' out the sky French windows won't open anymore From the moss that's grown outside the door A hundred birds are nestin' in the trees Looks like a wildlife sanctuary But I'm not gonna cut a single blade of grass My garden will look just like the distant past Before the days of agricultural land Before the time when pebbles turned to sand When I leave this house I'm gonna stay I'm forsakin' my comforts to live another way To get my clothes from heaps, my food from bins My water from ponds and have tramps for all my friends But I'm not gonna cut a single blade of grass My garden will look just like the distant past Before the days of agricultural land Before the time when pebbles turned to sand When I leave this house I'm gonna stay I'm forsakin' my comforts to live another way To get my clothes from heaps, my food from bins My water from ponds and have tramps for all my friends