LRC歌词
[05:26.00]My garden is all overgrown
[05:26.00]And the weeds are creeping up on my home
[05:26.00]Grass has grown over two foot high
[05:26.00]And the trees are blocking out the sky
[05:26.00]French windows won't open any more
[05:26.00]From the moss that's grown outside the door
[05:26.00]Hundred birds are nesting in the trees looks like a wild-life sanctuary
[05:26.00]But I'm not going to cut a single blade of grass
[05:26.00]My garden will look just like the distant past
[05:26.00]Before the days of agricultural land
[05:26.00]Before the time when pebbles turned to sand
[05:26.00]When I leave this house I'm going to stay
[05:26.00]I'm forsaking my comforts to live another way
[05:26.00]Get my clothes from heaps my food from bins
[05:26.00]My water from ponds and have tramps for all my friends
[05:26.00]But I'm not going to cut a single blade of grass
[05:26.00]My garden will look just like the distant past
[05:26.00]Before the days of agricultural land
[05:26.00]Before the time when pebbles turned to sand
[05:26.00]When I leave this house I'm going to stay
[05:26.00]I'm forsaking my comforts to live another way
[05:26.00]Get my clothes from heaps my food from bins
[05:26.00]My water from ponds and have tramps for all my friends
文本歌词
My garden is all overgrown
And the weeds are creeping up on my home
Grass has grown over two foot high
And the trees are blocking out the sky
French windows won't open any more
From the moss that's grown outside the door
Hundred birds are nesting in the trees looks like a wild-life sanctuary
But I'm not going to cut a single blade of grass
My garden will look just like the distant past
Before the days of agricultural land
Before the time when pebbles turned to sand
When I leave this house I'm going to stay
I'm forsaking my comforts to live another way
Get my clothes from heaps my food from bins
My water from ponds and have tramps for all my friends
But I'm not going to cut a single blade of grass
My garden will look just like the distant past
Before the days of agricultural land
Before the time when pebbles turned to sand
When I leave this house I'm going to stay
I'm forsaking my comforts to live another way
Get my clothes from heaps my food from bins
My water from ponds and have tramps for all my friends