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Eighteen Thousand Dead in Gordon Head - Clive Holden, Jason Tait lyrics
Little gardens grow
They grow very wide
They grow very tall
Why am I alive?
Urban wonderland
By the fence I stand
In and out of hand
There are many paths
Dripping dark, so dense
Do not enter here
Enter over there
Why am I alive?
Urban wonderland
By the fence I stand
In and out of hand
People closing in
Barking at my mind
Shoving me to wine
I want all alone
I want my own home
I want my own girl
Help me hate the world
Own and love my life
Why am I alive?
Urban wonderland
By the fence I stand
In and out of hand
Little gardens grow
They grow very wide
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