Little [bad word] out to play

In a garden full of black flowers today

For their hope [bad word] away

So they chase it through those black flowers again

Little lies we tell ourselves are killing time we do not have

 

Will we look around and then suddenly just open our eyes

When the veil is torn and the sun is gone will we realize

Realize realize realize our mistake

 

There’s no garden there’s no garden

There’s no garden laced with flowers of white

There’s no garden there’s no garden

Laced with flowers of white

There’s black flowers now, it’s too late

 

Ahhhhhhhh  
ahhhhh  ahhh oh

 

If the world is dark and grey

Will the children of our future be ok?

Should little [bad word] to play

In a garden full of black flowers

 

Little lies we tell ourselves are killing time we do not have

 

Will we look around and then suddenly just open our eyes

When the veil is torn and the sun is gone will we realize

Realize realize realize our mistake