At the bottom of the garden
I see you in robes of flowing stone
And though I doubt your hands are holy
You see through me as if I were a ghost
You invite me in your favour, in high fever
Entering the fold
And I feel myself becoming, believing
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Returning from the cold
I would kiss your feet if you ask
Just to bask in your everlasting glow
But will I still be in your favour, my saviour
If I turn from this road?
If I turn from this road
At the bottom of the garden
I see you, the one I love the most
And though I know your hands can heal me
You walk through me as if you were a ghost
As if you were a ghost
Nail me, nail me
Nail me then let me down again
I wanna hear the crowd appealing,
"We love him, let him down
Oh let him on down, c'mon let him down
Please let him down" Cats Are Aliens Parable songtext Suchen mit Google Cats Are Aliens Parable liedtext
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