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Garden's Trip

Lee and James

Top of the world
Palm Tree disaster
My father planted
Decadently abandoned
Yellow dart I could escape
In separated roots
The wind took down
Two neighborhoods, one avenue
A broadcast spreader
Me and my friend
In a chocolate bowl
They dropped the second screw
It was a windy night
With a pillow in my head

But I'm glad she woke me (where are you?)

Some half said
We're locked in a dream
On which we can never sing
Sabbath that made
The only word to remember
But I was still trapped
In a house of shame

Cold grass on the floor
A white line to put in
I'm no good to decay
Just break the odds
Between the riding
Of colliding within
Cold Garden
And a green blower

And I'm glad she woke me (where are you?)
But I'm glad she woke me