Garden Shed

Frail Treats

Walk with me

Walk with me down tree lined streets
I will hold your hands while you whisper your dreams
Tell me everything you need while you tremble
I will hold you in the shade

I understand if you have to leave
You’ll lose me in between each dirty facade
While you run in the sun I will hide in the places you can’t reach

Walk With Me

I knew I'd regret letting you inside my house leaving your road dust all over my floor
You locked me in the bathroom now I can hear you messing with all my shit in the kitchen

The sooner you let me out. The better I can understand why you lost it all and why I let you in

The sooner you let me out. The more we can follow all the same old shit they said to us. “It’s not about where you end up but where you’ve been” I don’t buy it

I don’t buy it

Packed all my shit right up. All the things you want never quite in reach. Oh, fill your cup right up with whatever you might need

I won’t leave on the road with a quitter, like I know you are. I can see you in the mirror still in the bathroom right there where you left me

Where you left me

Road Dust

Tell me what it’s like from the bottom of that well
Are there colors? Are there shapes? I know it’s hard to tell

Speak softly right now what do you see is it safe is it sound
Is it every memory that you keep down caked in mud

Shout from the top of he scattered rocks you’ve won now big man
A kingdom of serfs to to work you plan I can’t understand

Was it worth it all the trouble you put us through. All the death and debt you begin to accrue. 

I didn’t know what the sword meant before. But now I love the war.

Scum of the Earth

I can’t see the rows and folds
I know they’re there I believe you

I can’t seem to grasp its shape or length
It’s fine I don’t mind that

When you find you’re wasting time swiping at air
Tell me and I’ll come back down even if I was nearly there

I don’t really care where do you find the time

Reach up there help me take the thing down to a place where we can make its formless face a little brighter

It won’t make sense just do your best to get high

I can’t see the rows and folds
I it’s time I believe you

I can’t seem to grasp its shape or length
It’s fine I don’t mind that

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