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's 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.


Ohhhhhh!
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.

Ohhhhhh!

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.