Fully Grown

When I'm older I'm gonna have a garden With flowers and herbs and birds everywhere In the morning I'll wake up with the sun And do the work 'til the day is done When I work I'll think of her And how she raised a daughter Who was strong enough to be a gardener I will make things that are real I will make things that can heal I'll make them with both of my hands, They will stand on their own... When they're fully grown In the summer of 2009 I remember all my tomatoes died "Well, it comes as no surprise," she said, "When you don't tend the things, They wind up dead." That never left my head And now I'm tired of stagnation Of dreams that die with no causation 'Cause I'm afraid to love or water them enough And I think of my mother And what she'd say if I asked her She'd say, "Olivia, Be a gardener." "You will make things that are real. You will make things that can heal. You'll make them with both of your hands, They will stand on their own..." I will make things that are real I will make things that can heal I'll make them with both of my hands, They will stand on their own... When they're fully grown