Garden

I guess this garden's good
The snake won't bite you but his man still could

Now you've got some kids to raise
Teach them all the words except the ones to use and praise
You're too proud
Too proud

No one's ever heard of you
That's not their fault who are you
Talking to
Too loud

Then there was night
And some of them cried
And somebody paid for your light
At least they'd like

I guess this garden's good
The snake won't bite you but his man still should
Come down
And are you comin' down

Where all the fires burn free
And your fire will burn me
I know its just earth
I know the hands of this clock don't point out your work
The source of the best of was a backrub from my first love was the unprepared
The basics, the grandkids on the dance floor high on acids
It's the open door
You don't use anymore

And now you've got some kids to raise
Teach them all the words except the ones the ones to use and praise
You're too proud
And are you comin' down

Then there was night
And some of them cried
Some of them paid for your light
At least they'd like