Come to where my garden ends
Where the flowers grow thick and wild
Fed upon the blood of men
There we'll lay beside them
Deep in the ground
One morning in the meadow I found
A fair young man from far away
His bones lay shattered all around
I buried them where the fireflies play
Come to where my garden ends
Where the flowers grow thick and wild
Fed upon the blood of men
There we'll lay beside them
Deep in the ground
Now my heart lies silent and calm
Like an unexploded bomb
Green are the rivers, green are the fields
Bitter the crop this summer shall yield
Come to where my garden ends
Where the flowers grow thick and wild
Fed upon the blood of men
There we'll lay beside them
Deep in the ground
From the Birdboys LP/CD