The Gardener, The Tree – Out to sea Lyrics
Artist: The Gardener, The Tree
Song: Out to sea
No more boats out on the sea
Not one soul to hear his plea
The last damn thing that he ever saw
Were old gin bottles on the ocean floor
Took the moments when they arise
And then inked them in his arms
Always had a pipe in his mouth
And a glow inside his eyes
Go bring the little book he wrote
I hope its not to late
They’re mourning
All black and mourning
Go bring the little book he wrote
I hope its not to late
They’re mourning
All black and mourning
Put that boat back out to sea
And sail it like it’s meant to be
You could travel with a hundred pea’s
And tell us all those things you did
Take that book right of your shelf
And tell us more about yourself
There sure be stories that no one knew
Caught an ear with the winds that blew
Took the moments when they arise
And then inked them in his arms
Always had a pipe in his mouth
And a glow inside his eyes
Go bring the little book he wrote
I hope it’s not too late
They’re mourning
All black and mourning
Go bring the little book he wrote
I hope it’s not too late
They’re mourning
All black and mourning
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Release Year: 2021