I Want a Forest - Editors

There’s blood in the sky

It bleeds from the land

Behind those eyes

Diamonds turn to sand

Such a beautiful fall

I saw the surface break

The water’s so cold

Your body shakes

On a stormy day, the clouds move

Too fast to see

The shapes they make or how they wrap

Our little world right up, oh

I’m in your garden

But I want a forest

I’m in God’s garden

I’ll make it a forest, I’ll make it a forest

You cut your ideas

In your own way

The silly little plans

The games you play

You try to make me lose faith

We’re all made that way

There’s a diamond in the rough

There’s a needle in the hay

On a stormy day, the clouds move

Too fast to see

The shapes they make or how they wrap

Our little world right up, oh

I’m in your garden

But I want a forest

I’m in God’s garden

I’ll make it a forest, I’ll make it a forest

I’m in your garden

But I want a forest

I’m in God’s garden

I’ll make it a forest, I’ll make it a forest