| Song | Garden |
| Artist | Lost in the Trees |
| Album | A Church That Fits Our Needs |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| The peace our music brings | |
| The song is our garden | |
| And while we sing we’ll grow | |
| Unlike your killing song | |
| Cause out your mouth come weeds | |
| And my hallowing will turn the forest grey | |
| It’s so peaceful here | |
| It’s where | |
| I think I’ll stay | |
| And as you walk away | |
| I hear you sing ooooh | |
| You’re on your own | |
| You kill the peace | |
| Our garden brings | |
| Our sorrow | |
| The birds are hunting | |
| A woman and her paintings | |
| And they pick on her chest | |
| But she keeps breathing | |
| I love her more than words | |
| And now that our song | |
| Can keep the birds away | |
| It’s so peaceful here | |
| It’s where | |
| I think I’ll stay | |
| And as you walk away | |
| I hear you sing ooooh | |
| You’re on your own | |
| You kill the peace | |
| Our garden brings | |
| Our sorrow | |
| You burned down my | |
| Childhood home | |
| Our life is short | |
| Ooo ooo ooo ooo oo oo | |
| You breathe the peace | |
| Our garden brings | |
| Aren’t we grown? |
| The peace our music brings | |
| The song is our garden | |
| And while we sing we' ll grow | |
| Unlike your killing song | |
| Cause out your mouth come weeds | |
| And my hallowing will turn the forest grey | |
| It' s so peaceful here | |
| It' s where | |
| I think I' ll stay | |
| And as you walk away | |
| I hear you sing ooooh | |
| You' re on your own | |
| You kill the peace | |
| Our garden brings | |
| Our sorrow | |
| The birds are hunting | |
| A woman and her paintings | |
| And they pick on her chest | |
| But she keeps breathing | |
| I love her more than words | |
| And now that our song | |
| Can keep the birds away | |
| It' s so peaceful here | |
| It' s where | |
| I think I' ll stay | |
| And as you walk away | |
| I hear you sing ooooh | |
| You' re on your own | |
| You kill the peace | |
| Our garden brings | |
| Our sorrow | |
| You burned down my | |
| Childhood home | |
| Our life is short | |
| Ooo ooo ooo ooo oo oo | |
| You breathe the peace | |
| Our garden brings | |
| Aren' t we grown? |
| The peace our music brings | |
| The song is our garden | |
| And while we sing we' ll grow | |
| Unlike your killing song | |
| Cause out your mouth come weeds | |
| And my hallowing will turn the forest grey | |
| It' s so peaceful here | |
| It' s where | |
| I think I' ll stay | |
| And as you walk away | |
| I hear you sing ooooh | |
| You' re on your own | |
| You kill the peace | |
| Our garden brings | |
| Our sorrow | |
| The birds are hunting | |
| A woman and her paintings | |
| And they pick on her chest | |
| But she keeps breathing | |
| I love her more than words | |
| And now that our song | |
| Can keep the birds away | |
| It' s so peaceful here | |
| It' s where | |
| I think I' ll stay | |
| And as you walk away | |
| I hear you sing ooooh | |
| You' re on your own | |
| You kill the peace | |
| Our garden brings | |
| Our sorrow | |
| You burned down my | |
| Childhood home | |
| Our life is short | |
| Ooo ooo ooo ooo oo oo | |
| You breathe the peace | |
| Our garden brings | |
| Aren' t we grown? |