Garden Of Flowers They Promised
But So Far I Ain;t Witness No Bloom
I See The Moisture From Soil Dyin' Out
Get Away, Else You're Headed For Doom
Don;t Know When Those Lines Disappeared
Thought Were Inscribed Permanently On My Face
I Ain;t Hoping Nothing From The Lord
Blessed Me Always With Lesser Than Hopeless
You Better Turn The World Around Soon
Or Else I Am Headed For The Wood
I Have Been Here, Seen That, Believe Me
This Place Ain;t, For The Moment, Ain;t No Good.
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