Editors Editors - I Want a Forest

There's blood in the sky
It bleeds from the land

Behind those eyes
Diamonds turn to sand

Such a beautiful fall
I saw the surface break

The water's so cold
Your body shakes

On a stormy day the clouds move too fast to see
The shapes they make or how they wrap
Our little world right up

Oh!
I'm in your garden, but I want a forest
I'm in God's garden
I'll make it a forest
I'll make it a forest

You cut your ideas, in your own way
The silly little plans, the games you play

You try to make me lose faith
We're all made that way

There's a diamond in the rough
There's a needle in the hay

On a stormy day the clouds move too fast to see
The shapes they make or how they wrap
Our little world right up

Oh!
I'm in your garden, but I want a forest
I'm in God's garden
I'll make it a forest

I'm in your garden, but I want a forest
I'm in God's garden
I'll make it a forest
I'll make it a forest