Wasteland - The Gardener & The Tree

Charcoal paintings on the wall that night.

We were waiting for the bright lights.

And now I may've stole a dream.

Sitting by the bushes talking about our lives.

There's a future always unseen.

And now I never seize what comes.

Turn around and face a front, the world we live is not about to call our souls or feelings.

What we said and what we've done is in the past, turn around forget about, just keep dreaming.

We don't wanna go home, we don't wanna spend our lives in a wasteland breaking our feelings.

We don't wanna go home, we don't wanna spend our lives in a wasteland breaking our feelings.

And the rain falls down, yeah yeah yeah yeah

And the rain falls down.

Everything we say and do; it's okay for me if it's okay for you.

And we watch the rise and fall. Said in the end we'll have it all.

Yeah, we'll have it.

Yeah, we'll have it.

Yeah, we'll have it.

Yeah, we'll have it all.

Turn around and face a front, the world we live is not about to call our souls or feelings.

What we said and what we've done is in the past, turn around, forget about, just keep dreaming.

We don't wanna go home, we don't wanna spend our lives in a wasteland breaking our feelings.

We don't wanna go home, we don't wanna spend our lives in a wasteland breaking our feelings.

And the rain falls down, yeah yeah yeah yeah

And the rain falls down, yeah yeah yeah yeah

Turn around and face a front, the world we live is not about to call our souls or feelings.

What we said and what we've done is in the past, turn around, forget about, just keep dreaming.