Heller 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