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The Garden Video (MV)




Performed By: Pierre Casso
Length: 2:48
Written by: Wesley Pierre




Pierre Casso - The Garden Lyrics




I Counted many days
Counted many days
Lost on this side
Still can't get away
I still cant get away
They never tell me why

I Counted many days
Counted many days
Lost on this side
Still can't get away
I still cant get away
They never tell me why

Running, too fast
Sliding on bases daisies chasing
Bummin, got bashed
Put 'em on blast ain't take this shit for granted
Life ain't granted
Most these things gonna go
Came long way from the boat
Still got ties to the yolk
Chain on brain gonna choke
Back bone taming the beast
Man gone laugh, gone bash
Gonna slay his own king
Now they gonna pray for relief
Now they gone look to the sky
Sky lost in the heat
I'm feeling like breaking the box
I'm feeling like losing the chain
Losing my way
Crab in the barrel of locks
Stuck in the claw
Stopped me from getting away
Stopped me from being myself
Stopped me from living
Stopped me being too different
Stopped me from wanting to go
Lost in the vision
A place that I can't even win in
Thinking I lost in advance
This can't be part of the plan
Gotta be missin'
Gotta be more than the last
Maybe i'm out
Maybe it's only a feeling

Counted many days
I Counted many days
Lost on this side
Still can't get away
I still cant get away
They never tell me why

I Counted many days
Counted many days
Lost on this side
Still can't get away
I still cant get away
They never tell me why

I see so many flowers
Picked myself out the roses
I got cut by the thorns
I was lost in the garden

I brought many bouquets
All the flowers had died
All the petals were gone
I was lost in the garden

No light under the shade
I was under a tree
Getting game from a serpent
Getting kissed by the breeze

I see so many flowers
Picked myself out some roses
I got cut by the thorns
I was lost in the garden

Feel the wind the breeze
I could here me some voices
They been fixing my vices
They make me feel important

I see so many flowers
Picked myself out some roses
I got cut by the thorns
I was lost in the garden
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I Counted many days
Counted many days
Lost on this side
Still can't get away
I still cant get away
They never tell me why

I Counted many days
Counted many days
Lost on this side
Still can't get away
I still cant get away
They never tell me why

Running, too fast
Sliding on bases daisies chasing
Bummin, got bashed
Put 'em on blast ain't take this shit for granted
Life ain't granted
Most these things gonna go
Came long way from the boat
Still got ties to the yolk
Chain on brain gonna choke
Back bone taming the beast
Man gone laugh, gone bash
Gonna slay his own king
Now they gonna pray for relief
Now they gone look to the sky
Sky lost in the heat
I'm feeling like breaking the box
I'm feeling like losing the chain
Losing my way
Crab in the barrel of locks
Stuck in the claw
Stopped me from getting away
Stopped me from being myself
Stopped me from living
Stopped me being too different
Stopped me from wanting to go
Lost in the vision
A place that I can't even win in
Thinking I lost in advance
This can't be part of the plan
Gotta be missin'
Gotta be more than the last
Maybe i'm out
Maybe it's only a feeling

Counted many days
I Counted many days
Lost on this side
Still can't get away
I still cant get away
They never tell me why

I Counted many days
Counted many days
Lost on this side
Still can't get away
I still cant get away
They never tell me why

I see so many flowers
Picked myself out the roses
I got cut by the thorns
I was lost in the garden

I brought many bouquets
All the flowers had died
All the petals were gone
I was lost in the garden

No light under the shade
I was under a tree
Getting game from a serpent
Getting kissed by the breeze

I see so many flowers
Picked myself out some roses
I got cut by the thorns
I was lost in the garden

Feel the wind the breeze
I could here me some voices
They been fixing my vices
They make me feel important

I see so many flowers
Picked myself out some roses
I got cut by the thorns
I was lost in the garden
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Writer: Wesley Pierre
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