Amanda Shires The Garden Song
I let him into my garden--
A bad mistake--
And what used to be lovely
Has gone away
Gone away, the sparrows
And the silver leaf plums
Fruits have fallen wasted
And left spoiling in the sun
Oh what a mess he made
Oh what a mess he made
Our shape in the lilies
Crushed where we lay
And withered went the roses
Thorns and shame
Thorns and shame
He took with him the rain
He took what was lovely
And left me hollow here to waste
Oh what a mess he made
Oh what a mess he made
He overturned the silver fountain
Now it's water's running mud
And ruined all relfections
And ruined my love
My love, my love
Down fell the doves
Gray-eyed and flightless
Down fell the doves
Oh what a mess he made
Oh what a mess he made
