There's blood in the sky, it bleeds from the land.
Behind those eyes, diamonds turn to sand.
Such a beautiful fall, I saw the surface break.
The water so cold, your body shakes.
On a stormy day, the clouds move too fast to see.
The shapes they make, or how they wrap.
Our little world, right up.
Oooooh
I'm in your garden, but I want a forest
I'm in God's garden
I'll make it a forest, I'll make it a forest.
You cut your ideas, in your own way.
The silly little plans, the games you play.
You try to make me lose faith,
we're all made that way.
There's a diamond in the rough,
There's a needle in the hay.
On a stormy day, the clouds move too fast to see
The shapes they make, or how they wrap,
our little world, right up
Ooooh..
I'm in your garden, but I want a forest
I'm in God's garden.
I'll make it a forest.
I'm in your garden, but I want a forest
I'm in God's garden.
I'll make it a forest, I'll make it a forest