The Garden Song

Lyrics

I let him into my garden, a bad mistake And what used to be lovely has gone away Gone away, the sparrows and the silverleaf 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 with 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's made Oh what a mess he made Oh what a mess he made Oh what a mess he made He overturned the silver fountain Now its water's running mud And ruined all reflections 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's made