It's such a strange vine wrapped around my neck   All twisted up between my steps, between my steps   I'm tripping and falling over things we just couldn't get over   I tried my best to get it off my chest      Songs we never wrote   Seeds they wouldn't sow   We're taking it all to the end   And we're planting our own garden      The sun came while you were shining   The tide flew when we were writing a symphony in the key of D   Songs that had lost their luster   Finally they found their color      Songs we never wrote   Seeds they wouldn't sow   We're taking it all to the end   And we're planting our own garden      We made jokes about starting a new band   Six years working this whole plan   Maybe I'll make a home with you      It's been the straight life, and it's preacher living   These brake lights and city limits   I can't afford the truth   We are two Indians in the same canoe   Maybe I'll just start something new      We're taking it all to the end   And we're planting our own garden