Well now the rain 
wash back yester day 
bringing thoughts of wasted time

And the water it brought
Flowed swiftly to your mind
Openning your eyes 
to the stars just to pray

Hoping more rain 
will wash your garden away
But your flowers just bloom
Ever bright ever proud

Screaming I hate you so loud
Sister tell me 
will you ever bow 
to what grows in your garden now

Yes the weeds of conequense 
get more day by day
Of decisions you could have better made 

Paper sparkle by an old tree but 
Just remember even paper flowers cut
Your garden shakes with the wind
But it will not fall down

Scattering seeds all around
Somewhere on the landscape
lies a place next to your heart 

But the grass grows wide and even
And soon that too will be torn apart
Overbounds sprinkling more seeds to the ground