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can be a landscape gardener
Maybe I can be that man behind the bar
It's possible to chose another life
To make you happy
Yeah, it's a blessing

In the landscape of my life
 You don’t rush through any season
 You always take Your time
 
 A careful hand, a gentle guide
 You take what’s dead

In the landscape of my life
You don't rush through any season
You always take Your time
A careful hand, a gentle guide
You take what's dead away

I could watch lemons grow
If I could plant an entire grove of them on your landscape
And replace all the shade with sun
If I could sew my love for you

of them
I am wind in the pines
I am a line you can't define

When the dawn breaks
When the moon shakes
In my love-lock landscapes
I know, i know, i know all

and I basked in this amazing landscape
My own little world of perfection

Until the ground started to shake
The breeze began to whip
The sun became a dull

my speech would
Put money in my account
The gardener come to the house
The landscape immaculate
The hedges are clipped
The mulch is laid
There's grass

food
Like in the old days
Congealed
Somewhere is your sealed ardor
The torture is alive

Crocodile gardener
Mustaches and impostors
A piece of vintage