When Cameron Was in Egypt's Land Let My Cameron Go Songtext
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When Cameron Was in Egypt's Land Let My Cameron Go Songtext
There is a garden in my soul where I go when
The towers that surround me grow too tall
And I can′t see beyond the [...]
In the morning I could pray but I dont
And the garden starts to wither
When the garden has not [...]
Only my king will cleanse the [...]
I'll go there [...]
And he comes in
I don′t have the time even just to check the [...]
Just to check that I haven't been away for too long
Because you know if I don't take the time to sleep things go wrong
Cause then there′s not any reason for the gardener to stay
In the place the bluest sky, the greenest space
The grass a blanket stretched by [...] grows with lace
Of [...]
The smell of [...] will grow toward the sunset thick with
Crickets jumping in the evening snow
A [flagrant] calling yet still [...]
Swallows will [...]
And we′ll talk
Laugh at every joke
I don't have the time even just to check the [...]
Just to check that I haven′t been away for too long
Because you know if I don't take the time to sleep things go wrong
Cause then there′s not any reason for the gardener to stay
(Hadron collider?)
I like the feelings sifting soil through my fingers
It's not an escape. It′s a return to how I want to live
I like the way the [...] the leaves become like emeralds
If you look from below and listen to [...]
In [...] you got to work into your [...]
The towers that surround me grow too tall
And I can′t see beyond the [...]
In the morning I could pray but I dont
And the garden starts to wither
When the garden has not [...]
Only my king will cleanse the [...]
I'll go there [...]
And he comes in
I don′t have the time even just to check the [...]
Just to check that I haven't been away for too long
Because you know if I don't take the time to sleep things go wrong
Cause then there′s not any reason for the gardener to stay
In the place the bluest sky, the greenest space
The grass a blanket stretched by [...] grows with lace
Of [...]
The smell of [...] will grow toward the sunset thick with
Crickets jumping in the evening snow
A [flagrant] calling yet still [...]
Swallows will [...]
And we′ll talk
Laugh at every joke
I don't have the time even just to check the [...]
Just to check that I haven′t been away for too long
Because you know if I don't take the time to sleep things go wrong
Cause then there′s not any reason for the gardener to stay
(Hadron collider?)
I like the feelings sifting soil through my fingers
It's not an escape. It′s a return to how I want to live
I like the way the [...] the leaves become like emeralds
If you look from below and listen to [...]
In [...] you got to work into your [...]
Writer(s): William Joseph Stokes, Imogen Rose Mason, Eleanor Rose Mason Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com