Some Gardens Green
The Chris Robinson Brotherhood
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Deep within your eyes
I see what hides behind your smile
What happened out there
To make you so scared
As to chase these wicked miles?
How many have come and gone?
Another brother, another son
Another passerby
So many ways to say
The lies find their way
To the image in your mind
And it's not all it seems
In some gardens green
Black thorns are waiting
To wound tender hands
The dark fruit they're ripe on
Is hung on a vine
And who dare not pick it
Will find love is to pray
Let it end, let's begin
Saw you sitting there
In a boat on a trail
Down a river smooth and wide
And on the shore I stare
With our people standing there
As our mother floats on by
As the river took a rib
A storm did begin
And blew the sky away
And it's not all it seems
In some gardens green
Black thorns are waiting
To wound tender hands
The dark fruit they're ripe on
Is hung on a vine
And who dare not pick it
Will find love is to pray
Let it end, let's begin
Oh, let it end
Let's begin
I remember you walking
Through the park of red scars
Our temples in smoke
To tame for his mark
This tapestry we weave
Of black thread and bright string
On a loom of tears and time
The fire all but dead
A cold lays 'round the bed
As she whispers, "It's all a lie
It's all a lie"
And it's not all it seems
In some gardens green
Black thorns are waiting
To wound tender hands
The dark fruit they're ripe on
Is hung on a vine
And who dare not pick it
Will find love is to pray
Let it end, let's begin
Oh, let it end
Oh, let's begin
Let it end