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.      Ohhhhhh!   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.      Ohhhhhh!   I'm in your garden, but I want a forest,   I'm in god's garden,   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.