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Once a grassland

Now a wasteland

Barren by a jealous tide

Swept away history

Genesis of memories of you and I

Once a highway

Now a dried lane

Stretches beyond the breaking dawn

Traces of the pavement weigh like

Pebbles underneath the lake

And we live on in mere nursery songs

I left roses in the garden

Petals on the bed for you

We’ve lived a belly full

Loved a many who

Couldn’t shield us from the arrows pointed at the truth

So I left roses in the garden

Pebbles for the funeral

I pray we’ll meet again

I’d rather wait than say that this is how this tale has got to end

So farewell for now

'Til then

We’re still at a gold mine

Now a coal mine

A yellow glow that’s turned to stone

Vibrant-colored ruby eyes

Are vacant in the new disguise of emperor’s clothes

And arms weren’t so fun

Since I’ve caved in

And rubble borne of mountain storms

Oh, patiently I still await

For comfort and a warm embrace

But wind just blows

It’s turned me cold

I left roses in the garden

Petals on the bed for you

We’ve lived a belly full

Loved a many who

Couldn’t shield us from the arrows pointed at the truth

So I left roses in the garden

Pebbles for the funeral

I pray we’ll meet again

I’d rather wait than say that this is how this tale has got to end

So farewell for now

'Til then

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