Becca Stevens - Gardener and Flower Too lyrics

What shall I do with the body I've been given So much at one with me so much my own For the quiet happiness of breathing Being able to be alive Tell me to whom I should be grateful What shall I do with the body I've been given So much at one with me so much my own For the quiet happiness of breathing Being able to be alive Tell me to whom I should be grateful I am Gardener , Flower Too And not alone in the world's dungeon My warmth my exhalation One can already see On the windowpane of eternity The pattern printed in my breathing here Has not been seen before Let the moments condensation Vanish without trace The cherished pattern no one can face I am Gardener , Flower Too And not alone in the world's dungeon My warmth my exhalation One can already see On the windowpane of eternity The pattern printed in my breathing here Has not been seen before Let the moments condensation Vanish without trace The cherished pattern no one can face The cherished pattern no one can face The cherished pattern no one can face