Formed from fistfulls of fertile North American soil, The Garden Clots travel collaboratively across genres, borders, beliefs, and political perspectives.
Mistakes in the rear view never fade
Blind spots becoming clear as day
(Burned in my mind)
Road blocked by words you had me say
Your confession opened up the way
(Now I can fly)
I wanted you to stay
I wanted you
I wanted you to stay away
Memories haunt the freedom of this place
Landmines in my wide open space
(No peace of mind)
I wanted you to stay
I wanted you
I wanted you to stay away
