Josh McDermott - Garden lyrics
When you hit your head on a Sunday night;
And prayed to god that you'd be alright.
I sat with my hands on my face in the hall,
And paced out the anxiety that comes
With the baggage I can't let go.
And lately my steps are catching up with me,
And I'll catch myself with my head bowed;
Asking god to keep us alive
Because no matter how much
The sobering strung out anthems weigh down,
We're all afraid to die.
So I turn the pages of a book,
Trying to see all the different colors
That could show us it all,
So beautiful it keeps Jaidyn awake;
So overwhelming it rolls me over, knocks me out.
And I wake up with one hand on my heart,
And my eyes on the cieling,
Seeing a scene of three crosses;
Suspended on one hill,
And when the sun breaks the clouds,
And the great flash of time
Rains through our souls;
We see god standing alone,
Watching his son give up the ghost.
And its not an easy thing,strung out on a concret floor
And the things you do when your empty.
And theres Not one word to heal
No mouthful of medication
To keep the feelings sharp