The tragic thrills

The garden

The tragic thrills
You tend to the garden, I'll trim the weeds
The vines grew tall but there's some beauty underneath
May not be much but it's everything we need
It's ours and that's enough for me

Years fly by
Or rot my teeth
We all want an endless love
To keep away the aging
An endless love
No endless sleep
Our hearts will stay alive after our bodies leave

Sit on these steps and touch the paint
So both our ghosts remember
Don't cry
Etch our names will finger on
Like the rake and the spade
In the garden that we made
It was a garden right here, forever.

I used to wonder how I would fill the years
A life is too long if there's no love for you to share,
So when I met you, I finally felt fear
Because I never want this to end
We lay in bed late and talk of life and death
Of all the poets who laid their minds to rest
The question's always what happens next?
And it's a sore subject ( just bones and flesh)

Years fly by
Or rot my teeth
We all want an endless love
To keep away the aging
An endless love
No endless sleep
Our hearts will stay alive after our bodies leave

Sit on these steps and touch the paint
So both our ghosts remember. Don't cry
Etch our names will finger on
Like the rake and the spade
In the garden that we made
It was a garden right here, forever

Years fly by
Or rot my teeth
We all want an endless love
To keep away the aging
An endless love
No endless sleep
Our hearts will stay alive after our bodies leave
An endless love
No endless sleep
Our hearts will stay alive after our bodies leave

Like the rake and the spade
In the garden that we made
It was a garden right here, forever

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