Рет қаралды 6
Track 3 of 10 from Optography
Lyrics:
Driving down the highway at night
Trying to stop from crying
Haven't thought about this in a long time
How long has it been
Since I looked into my eyes?
A new shade of yellow
In all of that blue
The thorns in this garden cut deep
Blood waters the flowers
Because it never rains here except when you cry.
But such is the price of living
What’s the point if there are no flowers?
Sing to the trees
Kneel for the bees
And bleed for your conscious
Let the soil respond to you
So this garden will sprout once more
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