Sierra Ferrell - The Garden Lyrics

In the time of the harvest, the leaves fallin' down
I held with my true love, could reap from the ground
But the bounty of a garden can all rot away
Without love and protection and a hard wheel to stay

I'll never have a garden again
Where I fall to my knees and work with a lamp
Now I'm just prayin' with two dirty hands
I'll never, no, never have a garden again

For the land, it can dry up and seasons will change
A weak love of falter and hearts rearranged
Gardens need sunshine and gardens need rain
And my tears are too salty to water the garden

But I'm dreamin' of a garden again
Where I fall to my knees and work with a lamp
'Til then I'll be prayin' with two dirty hands
I'm dreamin', yes, dreamin' of a garden again

Now, me and my new love, the seeds for the soul
Are tendin' the soil and planting a rose
For after the winter comes springtime again
And the garden can grow like a heart that can mend

I'm livin' in the garden again
Where I fall to my knees and work with a lamp
And I keep on prayin' with two dirty hands
I'm livin', yes, livin' in the garden again
I'm livin', yes, livin' in the garden again