Post Coal Prom Queen - Tomorrow's Garden

They rise above our heads like cathedrals
But every floor of offices
Is turned to floral flourishes

Pipes full of honey
Down lift shafts it's running
Basements of automatons
Dreaming halcyon

Kingfishers watching ponds blossoming
Printing sheets of water tension
Energy for generations

Tomorrow's garden hear my cry
Build it up into the sky
Tomorrow's garden hear my cry
Build it up into into

Colony
Colony collapse
We built it back
Fixed it up perhaps
Fill the air with tiny wings
Drive the city desert springs

Pipes full of honey
Down lift shafts it's running
Basements of automatons
Dreaming halcyon

Stacks on stacks of gardens growing
Spines and hands of farmers eased
Fill the ground with fish and seeds
Warehouses with food for free

Pipes full of honey
Down lift shafts it's running
Basements of automatons
Dreaming halcyon

Tomorrow's garden hear my cry
Build it up into the sky
Tomorrow's garden hear my cry
Build it up into the sky

Written by:
Gordon Johnstone, Lily Higham

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Sentric Music

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