| glacial garden | |
| you've made a mess out of me | |
| i liked you better as a packet of seeds | |
| pruned your fingers | |
| wove your arms through the fence | |
| now you're choking everything… | |
| green-thumbed mystic | |
| you made a fool out of me | |
| i liked you better when your advice came for free | |
| two dreams i've journaled | |
| toxins i've cleansed | |
| vines are clinging desperately… | |
| hiding spirits in the cupboard | |
| you always drank alone | |
| you were a one horse town... | |
| sister sobbing in the kitchen | |
| for you to stick around | |
| you were a one horse town… | |
| boulder canyon | |
| you made a son out of me | |
| i had a mother who swam in your streams | |
| i know the ending | |
| yet i'm faking suspense | |
| more fertilizer for the trees | |
| for the trees… | |
| (from dust to dust | |
| roots will pass through us) |
| glacial garden | |
| you' ve made a mess out of me | |
| i liked you better as a packet of seeds | |
| pruned your fingers | |
| wove your arms through the fence | |
| now you' re choking everything | |
| greenthumbed mystic | |
| you made a fool out of me | |
| i liked you better when your advice came for free | |
| two dreams i' ve journaled | |
| toxins i' ve cleansed | |
| vines are clinging desperately | |
| hiding spirits in the cupboard | |
| you always drank alone | |
| you were a one horse town... | |
| sister sobbing in the kitchen | |
| for you to stick around | |
| you were a one horse town | |
| boulder canyon | |
| you made a son out of me | |
| i had a mother who swam in your streams | |
| i know the ending | |
| yet i' m faking suspense | |
| more fertilizer for the trees | |
| for the trees | |
| from dust to dust | |
| roots will pass through us |
| glacial garden | |
| you' ve made a mess out of me | |
| i liked you better as a packet of seeds | |
| pruned your fingers | |
| wove your arms through the fence | |
| now you' re choking everything | |
| greenthumbed mystic | |
| you made a fool out of me | |
| i liked you better when your advice came for free | |
| two dreams i' ve journaled | |
| toxins i' ve cleansed | |
| vines are clinging desperately | |
| hiding spirits in the cupboard | |
| you always drank alone | |
| you were a one horse town... | |
| sister sobbing in the kitchen | |
| for you to stick around | |
| you were a one horse town | |
| boulder canyon | |
| you made a son out of me | |
| i had a mother who swam in your streams | |
| i know the ending | |
| yet i' m faking suspense | |
| more fertilizer for the trees | |
| for the trees | |
| from dust to dust | |
| roots will pass through us |