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.