The Garden

1. the garden - faithless

Beg you listen me, dont be kissing me til Im done

Unsung champion, reason, like seasoning

Pepper your thoughts with spice, and entice you to a space

Where I dwell with bass players and layers and loops

Think what I think with my prayers. its nice. my world is everything ive

Become

Contained in the hum between voice and drum

Im coming from the same place Im still running from

But even sitting in the garden one can still get stung