A Room where your Paintings Hang
I missed you for so long
My garden's overgrown
I paced holes in the floor
I drink ocean water
Kept to my attic room
While you've sung your song
With a heart that would glow
And you've learned your lesson
Are you coming home?
Are you coming home?
And I've waited for you
High above the garden
Heaven's angels descend
Upon your bed
They will hold your sweet head
Let you sleep like the dead
And with a sharp knife
They will give you their heart
And with needles and thread
You can plant them deep in your chest
Out comes butterflies and a bird's nest
And If I screamed at you
And you shook your fists at God
Oh, such a sorry soul
Who cowered and cried
I have a whole room
Where your paintings hang
I have a whole heart
Where you can plant your garden
It would grow, oh
And we will find a church
That fits both of our needs
And we'll forgive ourselves
And forgive our enemies
Dump them into the sea
And I'll believe if you say
Someone's hurt your children
So sail them away
To the most safe and loving arms
There they will grow old
And all my hair will fall out
And your mind will follow
I'll take you to see
All this endless beauty
That's collected for you and me
And I promise
I'll grow old and die
And I promise
I'll give you all my life
I have a whole room
Where your paintings hang
I have a whole heart
Where you can plant your garden
It would grow, oh
My garden's overgrown
I paced holes in the floor
I drink ocean water
Kept to my attic room
While you've sung your song
With a heart that would glow
And you've learned your lesson
Are you coming home?
Are you coming home?
And I've waited for you
High above the garden
Heaven's angels descend
Upon your bed
They will hold your sweet head
Let you sleep like the dead
And with a sharp knife
They will give you their heart
And with needles and thread
You can plant them deep in your chest
Out comes butterflies and a bird's nest
And If I screamed at you
And you shook your fists at God
Oh, such a sorry soul
Who cowered and cried
I have a whole room
Where your paintings hang
I have a whole heart
Where you can plant your garden
It would grow, oh
And we will find a church
That fits both of our needs
And we'll forgive ourselves
And forgive our enemies
Dump them into the sea
And I'll believe if you say
Someone's hurt your children
So sail them away
To the most safe and loving arms
There they will grow old
And all my hair will fall out
And your mind will follow
I'll take you to see
All this endless beauty
That's collected for you and me
And I promise
I'll grow old and die
And I promise
I'll give you all my life
I have a whole room
Where your paintings hang
I have a whole heart
Where you can plant your garden
It would grow, oh
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Writer(s): Ari Picker
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