Lyrics Garden of Lavender - Sun Kil Moon
Was
on
a
flight
home
from—well,
it
doesn't
matter
Eleven
hours,
a
million
thoughts
were
gathered
And
my
mind
kept
racing
to
my
garden
of
lavender
I
wanted
to
get
to
them
so
they
wouldn't
die
When
I
got
home,
they
were
dry
as
weed
While
the
vines
wrapped
around
them
B-horror
film
green
I'm
not
sure
what
my
lavender
symbolized
But
inside
my
heart
cried
And
my
heart
is
drawn
to
the
small
[?]
within
That
I
can't
help
but
to
give
my
focus
and
attention
and
care
Cause
they
shut
off
and
[?]
hijack
my
brain
Help
to
tune
out
what
[?]
can
cause
me
pain
And
I
care
for
the
animals
that
gather
'round
my
yard
And
my
sister's
children
and
I
care
for
my
garden
I'm
swarmed
upon
by
bumblebees
And
yellow
jackets
and
wasps
and
hornets
that
dart
out
and
sting
I
see
the
big
orange
tabby
cat
Getting
warm
on
the
[?]
He
turns
over
on
his
back
Looking
for
a
belly
rub
I
see
the
deer
trap
And
the
snow
on
the
end
of
the
path
That
leads
into
my
backyard
I
hear
the
sound
of
my
girlfriend's
car
Coming
up
the
driveway
and
it
fills
my
heart
With
joy
Though
I
know
it'll
all
end
someday
And
someone
else
will
be
sleeping
in
my
mountain
house
Wondering
who
lived
here
before
Just
like
I
sometimes
do
Though
I've
never
really
cared
to
explore
I
see
the
chocolate
and
peanut
butter
cat
I
look
at
him
and
he
looks
back
I
snap
my
fingers
and
blow
him
a
kiss
He
rubs
his
head
against
my
hand
and
we
reminisce
I
walk
downtown
and
see
the
Christmas
lights
Along
the
highway
and
how
they
shine
And
I'm
reminded
of
when
I
was
a
child
How
happy
I
felt
when
I
opened
the
box
and
saw
a
guitar
inside
Was
on
a
flight
to
somewhere
that
I
can't
remember
I
feel
like
I
lived
so
many
lives,
I
can't
put
it
all
together
Dordrecht,
Holland,
yeah
that
was
it
I
had
a
nice
dinner
with
a
concert
promoter
and
his
Korean
wife,
Soo-Young
Kim
He
dropped
me
off
at
an
old
spooky
hotel
I
felt
like
an
old
man
in
a
castle
looking
over
at
the
canal
Then
I
went
and
I
played
for
a
crowd
but
my
heart
wasn't
there
I
came
back
to
my
room
and
I
slouched
in
my
bed
Still
stewing
about
my
dried
up
lavender
Then
I
fell
asleep
in
the
dark
dead
night
And
I
dreamed
of
a
blue
jay
digging
up
a
seed
And
pass
it
to
another's
beak
Watched
him
soar
to
another
branch
Then
a
possum
[?]
trash
can
Then
I
woke
up
one
rainy
morning
in
Dordrecht,
Holland
And
I
got
on
my
flight
for
London,
England
Then
I
took
a
cab
from
Heathrow
right
to
Westfield
Mall
in
Shepherd's
Bush
Where
I
bought
a
raincoat,
then
checked
into
the
K
West
Hotel
And
ate
at
a
Polish
restaurant
down
the
street
I
played
the
next
night
at
Shepherd's
Bush
Empire
Neil
Halstead
and
his
band
were
opening,
their
soundcheck
sounded
great
As
I
watched,
I
remembered
playing
with
Mojave
3 in
the
mid-'90s
One
of
the
shows
being
at
CMJ
in
New
York
And
I
remembered
seeing
them
open
for
Gomez
in
Madrid
in
1998
I
was
with
my
girlfriend
Marina
but
I
somehow
managed
to
sneak
in
an
unforgettable
kiss
with
Rachel
backstage
One
of
those
kisses
that
you'll
take
to
your
grave
Gomez
knew
I
was
there,
and
they
played
"Grace
Cathedral
Park"
that
night
and
I
got
pretty
choked
up
listening
to
them
So
anyhow,
I
played
my
show
at
Shepherd's
Bush
that
night
and
a
fan
heckled
me
asking
if
I
really
hated
Nels
Cline
I
explained
that
I
didn't,
that
his
name
just
rhymed
with
one
word
or
the
other
After
the
show,
I
left
with
my
agent,
Ned,
and
his
wife,
and
Alicia,
and
we
talked
for
a
bit
And
I
walked
back
to
the
K
West
with
my
guitar
and
got
into
my
bed,
called
my
girlfriend
and
fell
asleep
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