Felicity grew a garden
She planted with her hands
She reminisced in her myths
A believer in romance
Felicity grew a garden
It turned to paradise
But without rain she could not grow
And without rain she would not know
What would be the price
The ground beneath her feet, it was bitter, it was sweet
The ground beneath her feet, it was bitter
Felicity grew a garden
A haven safe from fate
And the ground beneath her feet, it was bitter, it was sweet
But the fruit from it she ate
The ground beneath her feet, it was bitter, it was sweet
The ground beneath her feet, it was bitter...

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