Gardens
In the silent films
That I get to see
Every time I wake
Every day I breathe
There are blurry hands
Waving back at me
From some silly friends
Coming back to me
And they're coming through my eardrums
Running through my veins
Reach into my heart that was getting in the way
Let us have a fire
Let us have a song
And so you'll be forgetting
The times when it went wrong
And so you'll be forgetting
The times when it went wrong
I get a little bit drunk
So I could talk to the people
I feel a little bit small
When everyone's watching
And it's a little bit sad
So I'm rushing through the doors
What could I ever need more
When the city surrounds me
And your smiles turn into cries throughout the day
And you need a bit more time to fade away
But I know my way back home
And they know where to find me
Time is a little bit rough
You get a little bit empty
You got a little bit mad
I got a little embarrassed
Time was a little bit slow
For the seconds it lasted
It feels a little bit weird
When my eyes are watering
We feel a little bit good
When we both know it's over
But our friendship lives forever
On the signs of our old gardens
And the mud will turn you all back to the plants
But I know it's hard to call someone
When your pride and self esteem are on the line
Replacing souls with other souls
To fill the same old empty space
In hearts and minds alike
You've got more holes when I'm not enough
It feels a little strange
When you know you've been replacing someone
And now that it's your turn
You get a little cold and lonely darling
All of us a leaving
All of us are heading home
All of us are hungry
All the heads are hanging low
And all of us are bleeding
All of us are sleeping soon
But all of me is dying
I figured
Won't you figure out the cure?
Lost in the middle of the world
I am lighting all the cigarettes I bought
And I could buy some brand new seeds
For my new garden
I am walking on the middle of the road
Sure I wish we'd pack our shit and take a train to London
And we could meet up like the friends that we should be
It's nice to know you're living
It's sad to know we're dead
It's nice to know you're living
It's sad to know we're dead
It's nice to know you're living
It's sad to know we're dead
It's nice to know you're living
It's sad to know we're dead
It's nice to know you're living
(Nice)
It's sad to know we're dead
(Sad)
It's nice to know you're living
(Nice)
It's sad to know we're dead
(Sad)
It's nice to know you're living
(Nice)
It's sad to know we're dead
(Sad)
It's nice to know you're living
(Nice)
It's sad to know we're dead
(Sad)
That I get to see
Every time I wake
Every day I breathe
There are blurry hands
Waving back at me
From some silly friends
Coming back to me
And they're coming through my eardrums
Running through my veins
Reach into my heart that was getting in the way
Let us have a fire
Let us have a song
And so you'll be forgetting
The times when it went wrong
And so you'll be forgetting
The times when it went wrong
I get a little bit drunk
So I could talk to the people
I feel a little bit small
When everyone's watching
And it's a little bit sad
So I'm rushing through the doors
What could I ever need more
When the city surrounds me
And your smiles turn into cries throughout the day
And you need a bit more time to fade away
But I know my way back home
And they know where to find me
Time is a little bit rough
You get a little bit empty
You got a little bit mad
I got a little embarrassed
Time was a little bit slow
For the seconds it lasted
It feels a little bit weird
When my eyes are watering
We feel a little bit good
When we both know it's over
But our friendship lives forever
On the signs of our old gardens
And the mud will turn you all back to the plants
But I know it's hard to call someone
When your pride and self esteem are on the line
Replacing souls with other souls
To fill the same old empty space
In hearts and minds alike
You've got more holes when I'm not enough
It feels a little strange
When you know you've been replacing someone
And now that it's your turn
You get a little cold and lonely darling
All of us a leaving
All of us are heading home
All of us are hungry
All the heads are hanging low
And all of us are bleeding
All of us are sleeping soon
But all of me is dying
I figured
Won't you figure out the cure?
Lost in the middle of the world
I am lighting all the cigarettes I bought
And I could buy some brand new seeds
For my new garden
I am walking on the middle of the road
Sure I wish we'd pack our shit and take a train to London
And we could meet up like the friends that we should be
It's nice to know you're living
It's sad to know we're dead
It's nice to know you're living
It's sad to know we're dead
It's nice to know you're living
It's sad to know we're dead
It's nice to know you're living
It's sad to know we're dead
It's nice to know you're living
(Nice)
It's sad to know we're dead
(Sad)
It's nice to know you're living
(Nice)
It's sad to know we're dead
(Sad)
It's nice to know you're living
(Nice)
It's sad to know we're dead
(Sad)
It's nice to know you're living
(Nice)
It's sad to know we're dead
(Sad)
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Writer(s): Alexandru Panait
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