Six by Two by Kill Creek Lyrics

I'll be back to pull the garden
Spring has proven winter cruel
And all of summer's beauty lies there rotting
Stripped like yours from you

And I know I
Can't stand remembering
The dirt
Under our fingernails
The silence
Your defense;
Tired over
Tired hand
And we spent December
Given our best shot at hating;
But now
As I remember
We had no reason
To abuse

I'll force God to notice
That He is giving nothing back
And all of us were wet out in the boneyard;
He washed the tears from you
And I know you
Deserve none of this
My distance
As we stole flowers
From his grave
The silence
My defense;
Tired over
Tired hand
And I recall the ways
You pretended not to notice
But we both sowed the soil
That grew only what could die

And if you believe that I tried only to deceive:
You know that's not true