I can see how
Our dirty thread now
Is close to broke since we last spoke
A stowaway from Galway
I went through all your gowns
And spooked away all your ghosts
Coffins arose, but no one ever spoke
Comfort is as comfort does
And I've held up all your crowns
And I've wondered since what I'd do now
A tower is as feared
As its glass is clear
For those inside that do look down
But soon the ground arose, and everybody choked
But oh my garden
Oh my roses cut by friends that I knew then
Oh your hardened heart
It softens with the friends that you had when
If I am a frown
Once cooked but now chewed down
A stomachs worth of all this work
But give me just a smile
It'll last me for a while
As I search for what made this worked
But oh my garden
Oh my roses cut by friends that I knew then
Oh your hardened heart
It softens with the friends that you had when

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