The Garden

There is a house with a garden Floral walls line the trees Poke my head through a window Air was fresh, all was green When it was ripe, how it could fall far above you Fill it with life, make it a home, how it could grow So if I lay down (l lay down) And let the roots grow 'round Would it make me whole again? And if barren wood (barren wood) Could touch this ground, oh, flower it would There is a house with a garden Floral walls line the trees In this house where I started So much pain grew through me When it was ripe, how it could fall far above you Fill it with life, make it a home, how it could grow So if I lay down (l lay down) And let the roots grow 'round Would it make me whole again? And if barren wood (barren wood) Could touch this ground, oh, flower it would