The past is a garden
Full of roses and sunflowers
But be careful
Every thing isn’t what it seems
Sure it’s pretty in all
But if you travel too far
You might never make it back
Everything isn’t what it’s made out to be
The past is a deadly trap
Many who’ve traveled into it
Have lost themselves in the process
So be careful in the garden
The roses and sunflowers
We’re planted to tempt
But don’t let yourself give in
The second you do
You’ll be wishing that you didn’t
Don’t trust the garden
Don’t trust the roses and sunflowers
They were planted to tempt
And many who’ve traveled into it
Have lost themselves in it
The gardens is a trap,
The garden is evil,
Be careful picking the flowers,
The more you do,
The more you lose apart of yourself.
