在手机上保存，获得更好体验
Garden - The Groundhogs
Written by：Tony McPhee
My garden is all overgrown and the
Weeds are creeping up on my home
Grass has grown over two foot high and
The trees are blocking out the sky
French windows won't open any more from
The moss that's grown outside the door
Hundred birds are nesting in the trees looks
Like a wild life sanctuary
But I'm not going to cut a single blade of grass my
Garden will look just like the distant past
Before the days of agricultural land before the time
When pebbles turned to sand
When I leave this house I'm going to stay
I'm forsaking my comforts to live another way
Get my clothes from heaps my food from bins
My water from ponds and have tramps for all my friends
But I'm not going to cut a single blade of grass my
Garden will look just like the distant past
Before the days of agricultural land before the time
When pebbles turned to sand
When I leave this house I'm going to stay
I'm forsaking my comforts to live another way
Get my clothes from heaps my food from bins
My water from ponds and have tramps for all my friends
