Let us in, Medicine Garden
There is poison flowing
through our veins
Maybe we could lay down
in the shadows of your boughs
and let it drain
Too many broken parts
Too many teflon pans
It’s hard to know where to start
Might have to start over
Seed the clouds and make it rain!
Babe, I know it’s hard to change,
but seed the clouds and make it rain
Too many bees sip from frozen flowers
then hide away below the storm
Climb out into the future where it’s warm
Too many withered hearts
Too many empty hands
It’s hard to know where to start
Might have to start again
Seed the clouds and make it rain...
Fear is easy
Everything else is hard
Fear is easy
Everything else is
Love is hard

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