Garden Variety Testo

Garden variety
Generations of people seeking peace
Garden variety
Everyones falling
With restless hearts and troubled minds
We realize this fallen world doesnt seem quite right
Somewhere near the dawn of time
We lost our paradise
Broken humanity
A shadow of what we were meant to be
Broken humanity
Everyones falling
We hear the echo of a song we havent heard
We hum the melody but cant recall the words
Like trying to see the stars in the twilight
We lost our paradise