In a Garden Barely Looked At by Caethua Lyrics

All of this took place
Before your birth
And all conception had no merit

It was just another phase of time
Like the cornfields lushly planted
In the middle of Montana
In the dust
The yellow straw caught on fire

I hope I never see the steam
Rise again
From the sewers
Of the cities I once knew

My face is pocked, boiled
Scarred from the ride
From the sadness of seeing
The things I've seen

Mirrors on the outsidе not in
In a garden barely looked at
Sitting stеaming freezing in the rain
How does all the grass withstand this change?
What pain lies beneath
The surface of the grout
Not the weeds that poke its shell
Not darkness no
Not loss

And I hope I never see
The rusted metal frame
Of a building holding
Thousands at its whim

My face is pocked, boiled
Scarred from the ride
From the sadness of seeing
The things I've seen

I have never seen things
So green in all my life
Is this right
Is this right?

Barely wakened
Loudly moaning
Men rise from their beds
To see this light