I can see how Our dirty thread now Is close to broke since we last spoke A stowaway from Galway I went through all your gowns And spooked away all your ghosts Coffins arose, but no one ever spoke Comfort is as comfort does And I've held up all your crowns And I've wondered since what I'd do now A tower is as feared As its glass is clear For those inside that do look down But soon the ground arose, and everybody choked But oh my garden Oh my roses cut by friends that I knew then Oh your hardened heart It softens with the friends that you had when If I am a frown Once cooked but now chewed down A stomachs worth of all this work But give me just a smile It'll last me for a while As I search for what made this worked But oh my garden Oh my roses cut by friends that I knew then Oh your hardened heart It softens with the friends that you had when