A G F E F GA GWas on a flight home from??well, it doesn't matterF E F GWith eleven hours, a million thoughts were gatheringA GMy mind kept going to my garden of lavenderF E F GI wanted to get to them so they wouldn't dieA GWhen I got home, they were dry as wheatF E F GWhile the vines thrived around them B-horror film greenA GNot sure what my lavender symbolizeF E F GBut inside my heart criedA GMy heart is drawn to the small out-of-the-way thingsF E F GThat I can't help but to give my focus and attention and careA GCause they shut off what hijacks my brainF E F GAnd help to tune out what can cause me painA GAnd I care for the animals around my yardF E F GAnd my sister's children and I care for my gardenA GSwarmed upon by bumblebeesF E F GAnd yellow jackets and wasps and hornets that can dart out and stingA GI see the big orange tabby catF E F GGetting warm on the cover of the hot tubA GHe turns over on his backF E F GLooking for a belly rubA GI see the deer tracks in the snowF EOn the animal pathF GThat leads into my backyardA GI hear the sound of my girlfriend's carF E F GComing up the driveway and it fills my heart With joyA GThough I know it will all end somedayF E F GAnd someone else will be sleeping in my mountain houseA GWondering who lived here beforeF EJust like I sometimes doF GThough I never really cared to exploreA GI see the chocolate and peanut butter catF EI look at him and he looks backF GI snap my fingers and blow him a kissA GHe rubs his head against my hand and we reminisceF EI walk downtown and see the Christmas lightsF GAlong the highway and how they shineA GAnd I'm reminded of when I was a childF E F GAnd how happy I felt when I opened the box and saw a guitar insideA GWas on a flight to somewhere I can't rememberF E F GI feel like I've lived so many lives, I can't put it all togetherA GDordrecht, Holland, yeah that was itF E F GI had a nice dinner with a concert promoter and his Korean wife, Suyoung KimA GThen dropped me off at an old spooky hotelF E F GI felt like an old man in a castle looking over at the can*lA GAnd I went and I played for a crowd but my heart wasn't thereF E F GI came back to my room and slouched in my bedA GAnd I fell asleep still stewing about my dried up lavenderF E F GAnd I fell asleep in the dark dead nightA GAnd I dreamed of a bluejay picking up a seedF E F GAnd passing it to another's beakA GThen watched him soar to another branchF E F GThen a baby possum hissed at me as I crept up on him near a trash canA GAnd I woke up one rainy morning in Dordrecht, HollandF E F GThen got on a flight for London, EnglandA G F E F G
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