Garden - LYNX DeMuth/Caitlin Rose DeMuth
There is no map for where we're going
We'll have to trust the stars
All that we know is what we were told
And now we'll have to start
To build our own stories with fresh churned earth
It's too late for fairy tales
We'll need water and dirt
So water with hope and bury your hurt
And soon enough
There'll be a garden
This one's a newborn with clear blue eyes
She's free from history and all of it's lies
So we'll say farewell to the ghosts of the past
And we'll write a new book at long
Long last
This is a story of what it's all worth
The pain and the glory
The death and the birth
So water with hope and bury your hurt
And soon enough there'll be a garden
There is no map for where we're going
We'll have to trust the stars
And all that we know is what we were told
And now we'll have to start
To build our own stories with fresh churned earth
It's too late for fairy tales
We'll need water and dirt
So water with hope and bury your hurt
And soon enough
Soon enough
There'll be a garden
