The Weeds In Your Garden



Atmospheric, Alternative Singer-Songwriter
about being careful of judging others, before looking in the mirror.













Verse One

You fancy yourself the rose and everyone else a thorn.
But your soul needs tending even if beautifully adorned.
It’s those who preach the loudest who don’t see their faults at all.
Hold that mirror to yourself, you’ll see your petals wilt and fall.


Chorus

You better pull a few weeds in your garden.
Pull a few weeds in your garden.
Go ahead and judge me, try to bring me down low,
As broken glass rains down from the stones that you throw.
But you’re gonna reap, you’re gonna reap just what you sow,
When you miss the weeds in the garden you grow.


Verse Two

You’re so quick to point a finger in every direction.
Never pausing for a moment of self-reflection.
No, you don’t walk on water, yet you tread self-righteously.
Your gonna drown, baby, down, in your sea of hypocrisy.


Chorus

You better pull a few weeds in your garden.
Pull a few weeds in your garden.
Go ahead and judge me, try to bring me down low,
As broken glass rains down from the stones that you throw.
But you’re gonna reap, you’re gonna reap just what you sow,
When you miss the weeds in the garden you grow.


Outro

When your words don’t match your deeds, it’s time to pull a few weeds.
When your words don’t match your deeds, it’s time to pull a few weeds.
Better get down on your knees, it’s time to plant some new seeds.
Better get down on your knees, it’s time to plant some new seeds.



















©William Smith Keane 2014 All Rights Reserved