The Garden (live At The Boulder Theater) Lyrics

I can weigh your heart with a feather
Make blood from your bones
Watching words turn to leather and
Philosophize the stone

Heyeah heyeaha

The serpent circle slithers
His venom spitting riddles
He sheds his skin for hours
Whose own tail end devours

Heyeah heyeaha

The leaves become the soil
Then become the garden
and death how men do toil
a flower for the departed

Heyeah Heyeaha

From death comes life and so on
Please don't stop it goes on Death comes life and so on
Please don't stop

You can weigh your heart with a feather
Make blood from your bones
Watching words turn to leather
and philosophize the stone

Heyeah Heyeaha

From death comes life and so on
please don't stop it goes on
from death comes life and so on
please don't stop

From death comes life and so on
Please don't stop it goes on
From death comes life and so on
Please don't stop

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