The Garden - Live at the Boulder Theater

I can weigh your heart with a feather
 Make blood from your bones
 Watching words turn to leather and
 Philosophize the stone
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 Heyeah heyeaha
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 The serpent circle slithers
 His venom spitting riddles
 He sheds his skin for hours
 Whose own tail end devours
 Heyeah heyeaha
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 The leaves become the soil
 Then become the garden
 and death how men do toil
 a flower for the departed
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 Heyeah Heyeaha
 From death comes life and so on
 Please don't stop it goes on
 Death comes life and so on
 Please don't stop
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 You can weigh your heart with a feather
 Make blood from your bones
 Watching words turn to leather
 and philosophize the stone
 ♪
 Heyeah Heyeaha
 From death comes life and so on
 please don't stop it goes on
 from death comes life and so on
 please don't stop
 From death comes life and so on
 Please don't stop it goes on
 From death comes life and so on
 Please don't stop