 The garden lyrics ( Faithless )   
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 Rate The Garden
Artist : Faithless
Song : The garden
Beg you listen me, don`t be kissing me `til I`m
done
Unsung champion, reason, like seasoning
Pepper your thoughts with spice, and entice you
to a space
Where I dwell with bass players and layers and
loops
Think what I think with my prayers. It`s nice. My
world is everything I`ve become
Contained in the hum between voice and drum
I`m coming from the same place I`m still running
from
But even sitting in the garden one can still get
stung
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