The Garden - July Talk

I went walking in the garden

i was tripping on snakes

I ain't asking for your love

I'm just asking what your

love is going to take

Ignorance is bliss when

you're young enough to

kiss

Young men don't need pardons

how much love you gonna make

Keep yer head above the water

And breathe before

The ice of the lake

I ain't gonna let him

Twist my wrist

I ain't gonna let him

kiss these lips. No

You been falling close to arson

Did you leave yer pills at home?

You've got a problem with yer head

And the doctor said

You shouldn't be alone

I got hips

And you got lips

I plan to keep them

This ain't Johnny Carson

I've got thoughts that

Ain't my own

I'm talking black souls

Dressed in red things

That i should have

never known

True love has its benefits

and i plan to reap them