Lawn Full Of Marigolds

(альбом: Build Me This - 2009)

I moved myself west to find a philosophy
To learn my geography at best
Where the mountains are cold
The rain drops it's tears, I'm told
Amongst the ashes a heart of gold, they say
I guess it's best to imagine it that way

So I bought me a book to teach me the ways of god
To open my tarnished heart from it
Started praising the lord and talking in tongues and code
I did repairs on that broken road back home
I guess it's better than being alone

And now to death: I'm dying
To love: I'm trying
To god: I'm lying again
And to my ma: I've failed you
To my pa: I (always) blamed you
And to god: I have shamed you again

So I moved myself out, I pictured a better home
A lawn full of marigolds, I guess
I headed back east, started thinking my hope away
Depression was the one to stay since then
Now, I take pills to push it from my head
Yes, I take pills to push it from my head

And now to death: I'm dying
To love: I'm trying
To god: I'm lying again
And to my ma: I've failed you
To my pa: I (always) blamed you
And to god: I have shamed you again
To god: I have shamed you again
To god: I have shamed you again
Again