In my beautiful garden
I planted daisies for everyone to see
And I planted ideas for everyone to read
In my beautiful garden, I cultivate those seeds
Little do they know, my muse lies underneath
In my beautiful garden, there’s a poisonous stream
That contaminates all the life that could’ve been
I try to save as many flowers as I can
But my hands burn and I have to leave
In my beautiful garden, I see them die
I watch the stream
It sees me crying
In my beautiful garden, I see them die
I watch the stream
It sees me crying
In my beautiful river, there were plenty of fish
One could say they are mermaids, will they grant you a wish?
But they all have been slaughtered, by the poisonous stream
The same way they have ended my creativity
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