Marry me in the garden by the trees we used to climb
Wear your dress, white and lovely
Oh my darling; you’ll look sublime
Will you be there?
Is this who we are? Where did we go?
Where is that boy? Oh where is that girl?
Oh no! We lost ourselves
But maybe if you promise me this
Your hand in my heart; my heart in your hand
We’ll grow and find ourselves again
Carry me down the mountain
I know you’re strong enough
Wear my soul like a blanket
It’s yours ‘cause we’re in love
Aren’t we? Hopefully
When did we grow into these hands,
These feet, these legs, these eyes, and these hearts?
Why did we ever grow up at all?
Wasn’t our youth enough
To unleash the star stuff inside us?
No! It’s time for us to give up
Eating out of vending machines
We’ll grow our own food
Marry me in the morning; Call your friends and family
So they can tell the story of how you joined yourself to me
Is this who we are? Where did we go?
Where is that boy? Oh where is that girl?
Oh no! We lost ourselves
But maybe if you promise me this
My hand in your heart; your heart in my hand
We’ll grow and find ourselves again
Bury me in the garden by the trees we used to climb
Wear my soul, black and ugly
Oh my darling, you’ll look divine
Will you be there?
Oh please be there
credits
from The Wolves Must Run Free,
released August 7, 2014
M. Lewis Barker - Vocals, guitar, synthesizer
Archie Crisanto - Bass
Jack Mergist - Vocals, guitar, synthesizer
Matthew Humes - Drums
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