I spoke every word till it became true
I let the vowels decide the hate I'd spew
Retreated back to the golden days
Like they were ones in perfect tune
The sun casts shadows on my arms
While it shined on you
I wanna live in a brass strings garden
Let the echo carry me through
So I can act like I'm not haunted
By the ringings of the truth
They can tell I'm somewhat taunted
By this feeling I'm gonna lose
They probably spared themselves the harm
I'd put them through
And I remember
Their hair darkened
And then they crooned
At the moon
And I fear my heart's too hardened
To let anyone through
I remember when their voice began to soften
And I crumbled without a clue
I fear I'd cause the same problem
For someone like you
I wanna live in a brass strings garden
Let the echo carry me through
So I can act like I'm not haunted
And I could love someone like you