In the Garden

Golden like someone you knew before Born out of rage Look inside the door at what is waiting now How could you respond to this somehow I'm in the field I'll walk around In the garden I ask permission To be silent Always listening Now i can hear it Now i can hear it I will deconstruct Gravity is me it's leaking out Of my identity In the golden tide On the beach where i See a smoking gun I cover up my eyes It is not It is not But what is it Take it apart It's a song you heard It is not It is not But what is it Take it apart It's a song you heard Paint it white What will i do If i've got nothing to lose What will i do I've got nothing to lose