Kevin Hearn
Grey Garden
I live beside a dead garden,Where I pass the time of day.Come sit and watch the clay harden,If you’re ever around this way.A tray with tea for twoIs waiting here for you,Waiting here in Grey Garden.If I could live on rainwater,I’d never leave again.I’d stay here with my only daughter,My one and only friend.Under this old tree is where I like to be,It’s where I feel like me.So leave me in my grey garden.In my grey garden.I’ll find a bottle one dayWith a genie inside who’ll say:?today’s your lucky day,Now wish away this grey,Bring joy back to the dead garden,Back to the grey garden.
From Letras Mania