Well the botanist and the astrophysicist
Got into a terrible fight
The flowers trembled and some stars fell from the sky
And the snakes watched silently
The bees imperious from their place in the divine
As ambitious noise from urban toys
Bothered paradise again
In the garden
The world is still a tree
In the garden
The lilies in the field
In the garden
Consider you and me
My three masted schooner was loaded for sea
With a load of lumber to trade for tea
But the harbormaster said your passage is not free
Then the breeze blew in from SMC
And the quad was filled with brilliant teens
Drawing fabulous fire through invisible wire
And I joined them in the trees
CHORUS
CO2 is bringing weather like this town has never seen
October thunderheads are black and red on Sunset in a dream
Two Angelinos in gray hoodies are jacked up about the rain
The farmer’s market in EP has an organic ex-Marine
He sorely wants to meet my dad to talk of 1953
Now all ye hunters and ye gatherers prepare
For wild blue wandering
Wild blue wandering
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