Strange Vine

It’s such a strange vine
Wrapped around my neck
All twisted up between my stem
Between my stem
I’m tripping and falling over
Things we just couldn’t get over
I tried my best
Get it off my chest
Songs we never wrote
Seeds they wouldn’t sow
We’re taken it all to the end
And we’re planting our own garden
The sun came while you were shining
The time flew while we were writing
Symphony in the key of D
Songs that had lost their luster
Finally they found their color
Oh
Songs we never wrote
Seeds they wouldn’t sow
We’re taking it all to the end
And we’re planting our own garden
We made jokes about starting a new band
Six years working this whole plan
Maybe I’ll make a home
With you
It’s been a straight life and it’s preacher living
These break lights city limits
I can’t afford the truth
We are two indians in the same canoe
Maybe I’ll just start something new
We’re taking it all to the end
And we’re planting our own garden
We’re taking it all to the end
We’re planting our own garden
We’re planting our own garden
Planting our own garden