Gardens

One sleepless night, a four hour flight to get there
No warning at all, not even a call across the tear
You're starting to spin, the weight of it's been a rough year
Nothing you missed consistent as this, that we die here
That we die here

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(When you gonna catch her from falling?)
(When you gonna hold her without stalling?)

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On foreign soil, where you toil with how to spare
A night of relief from all of your grief, no one wants to fear
It's breaking your back, you're starting to crack a breath of air
Nothing you missed consistent as this, that we die-

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(When you gonna catch her from falling?)
(When you gonna hold her without stalling?)
(When you gonna catch her in your arms?)
(When you gonna make her your art?)

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Tablet a day, doctor at bay
Hair turning gray, can’t stop or delay
Changes you face, dancing parades
Running in place, losing the-

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When you gonna catch her from falling?
When you gonna hold her without stalling?
When you gonna catch her in your arms?
When you gonna make her your art?

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Tablet a day, doctor at bay
Hair turning gray, can’t stop or delay
Changes you face, dancing parades
Running in place, losing the race