A heartfelt reflection on the resilience of life and the beauty of fresh beginnings, 'Garden of Proof' uses the metaphor of a garden to illustrate how our efforts yield precious rewards, even amidst challenges. This song captures the struggle and triumph of nurturing both plants and personal growth, reminding us that beauty can always bloom again.
Verse 1:
In the stillness of the morning light,
I wander through this sacred site,
Where every seed I sow, each dream I chase,
Shapes the rhythm of this restless place.
Chorus:
Garden of proof,
A vision of my choose,
My garden of proof,
I'll show you my excuse.
Verse 2:
The dirt on my boots tells stories untold,
Of battles I've fought, both brave and bold,
The weeds up to the roof, they twist and entwine,
But deep in the earth, the roots intertwine.
Chorus:
In the garden of proof,
The dirt on my boots,
The weeds up to the roof,
Oh my garden of proof.
Bridge:
And when the storms come rolling in,
I find the strength to begin again,
For every rose that dares to bloom,
Displays the courage, dispels the gloom.
Chorus:
Garden of proof,
A vision of my choose,
My garden of proof,
I'll show you my excuse.
Verse 3:
Through seasons of doubt, the colors will fade,
But in the heart of winter, my hopes are laid,
The beauty that lies beneath the frost,
Reminds me of all that’s never lost.
Chorus:
In the garden of proof,
The dirt on my boots,
The weeds up to the roof,
Oh my garden of proof.
Outro:
You may not think I try, but take a look,
The roses they bloom are the proof in this book,
In every petal, in every shoot,
Lies the testament of my garden of proof.
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The song is called "garden of proof".
It's in first person narration.
The metaphor is about how gardens are like life. They are what we put in. But sometimes we get too busy and the garden may be overcome with weeds.
But the message is that is OK. A garden is a symbol of a fresh start ever year. The weeds can be cleared, and the beauty can shine through again. It's about how resiliant flower are, and how we can be.
The garden is the proof of the work we put in, and the beauty we get out. You may not think I try, but the roses they bloom are the proof that I do
Garden of proof
A vision of my choose
My garden of proof
I'll show you my excuse
in the garden of proof
The dirt on my boots
The weeds up to the roof
Oh my garden of proof