Tending to your garden You can’t ignore the world Within you, you can’t pretend It’s all beneath you. Take it up With God. Tell me you’re not Afraid of the little things. Spiders weaving tiny cradles Don’t care that you’re a giant. If you want to do this right, You’ve gotta do it by the book. We’re all just chasing fairytales So, tell me where to look. I don’t take orders from you. A monkey with an attitude Is nothing without a reason. Don’t take this all for granted. Can you tell me, what’s the sun Without all of it’s seasons? Blasphemy. You can’t convince Me to abandon my oblivion.
