Garden

Miles and miles the tongues of the ocean
Tarmac and teenage tears
Life it just happens those roads and the lessons
Always from things I feared
When I was young
I cared for no one
I had my fun
But I was broken
Piece by piece
Stone by stone
What is beneath
Is above as below
Where is my home?
Where is my garden?
When I’m alone
I am surrounded
Love with condition a family tradition
Don’t make it right or wrong
Now for the reverse of pain to you endured
You were the strongest one
When you were young
Life was a struggle
No one would come
To ease the trouble
Piece by piece
Stone by stone
What is beneath
Is above as below
We’ll build a home
We’ll grow a garden
When we get old
Will we stay open?
Open, open, will we stay open?
You are my home
You are my garden
When we get old
Will we stay open?
Open, open, will we stay open?