The Garden That You Planted by Sea Wolf:
Lyrics:
Good Morning Dear,
I hope I didn't wake you too soon
Because my mind is growing tired
Too much thinking what I should do
I picture you out there
It must be beautiful this time of year
All those East Coast leaves
Floating round like embers from burning trees
Well the weather out here is just the same
But the garden that you planted remains.
Now it's only work
Each day bleeding into the next
Barely scraping by, I tire myself out just so I can rest
But rest it rarely comes
And when it does I cannot go home
Because it's much too quiet
Seems that I'm not suited to being alone
And everyone around me has changed
But the garden that you planted remains.
I think about you
Maybe more than I should
But the smoke is getting old
The drugs I'm taking aren't so good
So will you talk to me
Even though you've had a late night
Because I need a little help
Baby, tell me I'll be alright
Cause everything around me has changed
But the garden that you planted remains
I hope I didn't wake you too soon
Because my mind is growing tired
Too much thinking what I should do
I picture you out there
It must be beautiful this time of year
All those East Coast leaves
Floating round like embers from burning trees
Well the weather out here is just the same
But the garden that you planted remains.
Now it's only work
Each day bleeding into the next
Barely scraping by, I tire myself out just so I can rest
But rest it rarely comes
And when it does I cannot go home
Because it's much too quiet
Seems that I'm not suited to being alone
And everyone around me has changed
But the garden that you planted remains.
I think about you
Maybe more than I should
But the smoke is getting old
The drugs I'm taking aren't so good
So will you talk to me
Even though you've had a late night
Because I need a little help
Baby, tell me I'll be alright
Cause everything around me has changed
But the garden that you planted remains
This song is definitely on my top ten list. It’s not your
traditional love ballad by any means but I think it’s an accurate portrayal of
love. He’s calling to talk to his long distance lover after a long day. He can’t
sleep, he’s working too much, his medication isn't helping and just being able
to talk to her makes it worth it. In spite of the gloom that’s overcome his
life, he’s able to find strength in her.
I especially like the line, “Everything around me has
changed, but the garden that you planted remains.” Despite everything including
himself is constantly in a state of transition, the love he carries doesn’t
change.
When you love someone, you put up with all the strange, irritating,
confusing, or manipulative behavior because their mere presence makes the bad
things in your life irrelevant. That’s why Ricardo put up with the bad girl’s
antics and Emma Bovary escaped to affairs with different men. Emma Recchi could
tolerate her dollhouse life only by falling in love and Mathieu barely even
noticed the terrorist activity around him because of his infatuation with
Conchita. Something about being in love makes other qualms fade into the
background.
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