Your Garden - Ian Kelly

Would you carry me on your shoulders

If I didn’t know any better

Then to abandon

Would you sink with me in the ocean

Would you stay with me in a prison

If I abandon

Would you drag me out of the apartment

Would you break the glass as a statement

Would you give us up

We are one in a million

We’ve built this house in a season

but it should make it through winter

It should last us forever

I wait outside your garden, just under the lamppost

Where you grow all your flowers and you use me as compost

But I shouldn’t worry, for the end of our story

My heart has been bruised, my soul has been immune

Well it became so clear, every time that you’re near

I can’t see, I can’t breathe I can’t tell if I’m dead

I’ve been going through life with your foot on my head

And I drown in your bed

Would you drag me out of the water

Hook me up to the respirator

would you wait for me