In The Garden

Golden like someone you knew before
 Born out of rage
 Look inside the door at what is waiting now
 How could you respond to this somehow
 I'm in the field
 I'll walk around
 In the garden
 I ask permission
 To be silent
 Always listening
 Now i can hear it
 Now i can hear it
 I will deconstruct
 Gravity is me it's leaking out
 Of my identity
 In the golden tide
 On the beach where i
 See a smoking gun
 I cover up my eyes
 It is not
 It is not
 But what is it
 Take it apart
 It's a song you heard
 It is not
 It is not
 But what is it
 Take it apart
 It's a song you heard
 Paint it white
 What will i do
 If i've got nothing to lose
 What will i do
 I've got nothing to lose