Garden

When you feel low

And quietism hits you

And you won't feel like talking

And everything is slow

Then I'll plant flowers in you hair

Fresh and bright

To make you feel like home

When you are walking 

And feel alone

And reach the point

From where

There's no where to go

And dead end hits you 

Then I'll paint those flower yellow

Fresh and bright 

To make you feel like home.

When there's no wind

And stillness overtakes

No tress are dancing

And your heart aches

Then I'll water those flower 

To nurture then

To fresh and bright 

To make you feel like home