The Gardens
We used to walk the dog
Play hide and seek in the gardens
At the fallen log
Running from police in the gardens
I stole a bit of smoke
I swear I nearly choked in the gardens
We used to play and climb
On trees of suicide in the Gardens
And we would go through our hopes and our dreams
Through the smoke in the air
We were happy as we could be
We would swing from the trees unaware
Of the moon in the air
Until it's too dark to see
Whoa no
We didn't wanna go home
And Oh no
We didn't wanna get old
And it wasn't easy to let go
We used to walk to school
Climb down the hills in the gardens
Jumping over walls
On the train tracks in the gardens
Kick omega tins
Avoid a used syringe in the gardens
Climbing up the stairs
We are nearly there in the Gardens
And we would go through our hopes and our dreams
Through the smoke in the air
We were happy as we could be
We would swing from the trees unaware
Of the moon in the air
Until it's too dark to see
Whoa no
We didn't wanna go home
And Oh No
We didn't wanna get old
And it wasn't easy to let go
Memories they come and go
Easy to let go
And we would go through our hopes and our dreams
Through the smoke in the air
We were happy as we could be
We would swing from the trees unaware
Of the moon in the air
Until it's too dark to see
Whoa no
We didn't wanna go home
And Oh No
We didn't wanna get old
And it wasn't easy to let go
Memories they come and go
Easy to let go
Play hide and seek in the gardens
At the fallen log
Running from police in the gardens
I stole a bit of smoke
I swear I nearly choked in the gardens
We used to play and climb
On trees of suicide in the Gardens
And we would go through our hopes and our dreams
Through the smoke in the air
We were happy as we could be
We would swing from the trees unaware
Of the moon in the air
Until it's too dark to see
Whoa no
We didn't wanna go home
And Oh no
We didn't wanna get old
And it wasn't easy to let go
We used to walk to school
Climb down the hills in the gardens
Jumping over walls
On the train tracks in the gardens
Kick omega tins
Avoid a used syringe in the gardens
Climbing up the stairs
We are nearly there in the Gardens
And we would go through our hopes and our dreams
Through the smoke in the air
We were happy as we could be
We would swing from the trees unaware
Of the moon in the air
Until it's too dark to see
Whoa no
We didn't wanna go home
And Oh No
We didn't wanna get old
And it wasn't easy to let go
Memories they come and go
Easy to let go
And we would go through our hopes and our dreams
Through the smoke in the air
We were happy as we could be
We would swing from the trees unaware
Of the moon in the air
Until it's too dark to see
Whoa no
We didn't wanna go home
And Oh No
We didn't wanna get old
And it wasn't easy to let go
Memories they come and go
Easy to let go
Credits
Writer(s): Harry Bird, Jack Clinton, Adam Barbery, Ed Perkin
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