Garden - Noah Gundersen

As we gather round the table

To say a prayer for those we love

All the words that will spoken

They will never be enough

To encompass all the feelings

That our brittle hearts can bear

All the storms that rage inside us

Fill our organs up with air

And the sound it makes

Is an honest song

Our hearts sing an honest song

All the time spend catching raindrops

All the time we spent in bed

All the hours we have wasted

We will never see again

So be good with what your given

For its all you have to give

We are only passing shadows

In a might wind

And the sound it makes

Is an honest song

Our hearts sing an honest song

So tho I tremble in the darkness

In the cold and freezing snow

I am grateful for winter

Because the winter comes to show

That our troubles never over

And our work is never done

But with the turning of the season

We will always see the sun

And the sound it makes

Is an honest song

Our hearts sing an honest song

May our hearts sing an honest song