Down The Garden Path

05:20
Wishnefsky
2011-11-11
Wishnefsky

Lyrics

Down the garden path
Snakes lie in the grass
The dogs of misery
Barking up the wrong tree

Without great pretense
You are my last defense
To save me from the rats
Who sneak behind my naked back

You plant the seeds in the fields of my fertile mind
You pull the weeds from the dirt that I left behind
You mine the gold from the depths of my buried heart
You heal the wounds in my dreams that were blown apart

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