Myth and Company - Garden

In the Garden
It's where they're dying
To pick that apple ripe and red
Hold it up
Let me see when your proud
Wear it on your chest like a scarlet letter
Momma's and the Poppa's should be worried cause we're dreaming it too
Run off to the hills heard they're closer to heaven
In the Garden
It's where they're dying
To pick that apple ripe and red
In the Garden
It's where they're dying
To pick that apple ripe and red
Hold it up
Let me see when your proud
Wear it on your chest like a scarlet letter
So far from home
Where the sun set and the stars are out
Unknown
In the Garden
It's where they're dying
To pick that apple ripe and red
In the Garden
It's where they're dying
To pick that apple ripe and red
In the Garden
In the Garden
It's where they're dying
You know they wanna try to pick that apple ripe and red
In the Garden
In the Garden
It's where they're dying
And the people wanna come to pick the apple ripe and red
Oh my darlin' maybe our love
Could last two-thousand years

Written by:
Nicholas Baur

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