Gentle as the rain,
I heard you crying in the garden,
The moonlight on your face,
Made diamonds out the little teardrops,
I don't want you to be blue,
But I am just a servant,
What am I supposed to do,
For a princess cryin’ in the garden?
She said,
'Happiness is frail,
Dream so very fragile,
But evil is so easy,
It can fit within an apple,
Farewell, rose behind the wall,
For within me dwells a serpent,
Guess that's why I wanna fall,
And crawl forever from the garden...
From the garden--O!
From the garden
From the garden...
Satan awaiting,
The breakers of the oath,
Satan a'laughing,
As cops keep killing children.
Satan awaiting,
The breakers of the oath
Satan a'laughing,
As cops keep killing children,
That's why she's cryin’ in the garden,
I can give no consolation,
I hold her in the moonlight,
Behold the constellations,
She won't stop cryin in the garden.
In a (not so) distant age,
Where it's always nighttime,
I dream of you all day,
From my coffin filled with sunshine,
Can you hear me call your name?
Won't you leave your window open?
Will you join me on my way,
As i crawl forever from the garden?
From the garden--O!
From the garden,
From the garden...
Satan awaiting,
The breakers of the oath,
Satan a'laughing,
As cops keep killing children.
Satan awaiting,
The breakers of the oath
Satan a'laughing,
As cops keep killing children,
That's why she's cryin’ in the garden,
I can give no consolation,
I hold her in the moonlight,
Behold the constellations,
She won't stop cryin in the garden...
No,
She won't stop crying in the garden
No,
You won't stop crying in the garden.
No,
I won’t stop crying in the garden.
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