Planting a Garden

Killer whales, broken shells somehow made it to my garden bed

If only the wind could bring some peace of mind too

Abstinence, why am I graded by the tears in my winter coat

I wish it was a little less but you can give me a few

And I've been driving down, drinking the tears that shed from the cold on my lashes

Differences show us what has always been the same

And my car's running low, so I push it past the empty city houses and

Factories that have never had a name

And if God is a woman I guess I'll never be her

And if the words that are spoken are true I'll never be her