I got secrets in my garden shed

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Mother sings a lullaby to a child

Sometime in the future the boy goes wild

I know his nerves are feeling some kind of energy

 

A walk in the woods and I will try

Something under the trees that made you cry

It’s so erotic when your make up runs

 

I got wiring loose inside my head

I got books that I never or ever read

I got secrets in my garden shed

I got a scar where all my urges bled

I got people underneath my bed

I got a place where all my dreams are dead

Swim with me into your blackest eyes

 

— Porcupine Tree, Blackest Eyes

 

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