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[Intro]D Em G[Strophe]D DI gotta get home, there's a garden to tendDAll the fruit's on the groundD Em EmAnd the birds have all moved back into my attic, whistling staticEm Em DWhen the young learn to fly I will patch all the holes up again[Strophe]D DWell, I can't believe that my lime tree is deadD D EmI thought it was sleeping, I guess it got fed up with not being fedEm EmI would be too, I keep food in my bellyEm D DAnd hope that my time isn't soon (Isn't soon)[Refrain]D D Em EmSo I try to understand what I can't hold in my handG A DAnd whatever I find, I'll find my way back to youD DAnd if you could try to find it tooEm Em'Cause this place has overgrown into waxing moonG A DHome is wherever we are if there's love here too[Strophe]D DIn the back of our house there's a trail that won't endD DWe were walking so far, it grew back inEm EmAnd now there's no trail at all, only grass growing tallEm Em DGet out my machete and battle with time once againEm Em DBut I'm bound to lose 'cause I'll be damned if time don't win[Strophe]D DI gotta get home there's a garden to tendD DAll the seeds from the fruit buried and beganEm EmTheir own family trees, teach them thank you and pleaseEm Em DSpread their own roots then watch the young fruit grow againEm Em DThis old trail will lead me right back to where it begins[Refrain]D D Em EmSo I try to understand what I can't hold in my handG A DAnd whatever I find, I'll find my way back to youD DAnd if you could try to find it tooEm Em'Cause this place has overgrown into waxing moonG A DHome is wherever we are if there's love here tooG A DHome is wherever we are if there's love here tooG A DHome is wherever we are if there's love here too
