tigers in the garden

Tigers are golden and glow in the dark.

Tigers are hungry and feed on the heart.

Look at our garden, row upon row,

each living thing bred to feed us.

Look at our garden, freak after freak,

everything engineered by us.

I was dreaming animals 

returning to the garden

dreaming peacocks 

parading on the lawn

dreaming butterflies

hovering over long grass 

dreaming herds of animals

moving through the garden

When tigers arrived 

this was our history

When tigers arrived

tiger wrapped tiger 

tiger round me

This was our garden

tigers - run round the tree

tigers - turn into ghee

tigers - chase tigers chase

tigers - all melt away

look at our garden now

Tigers are golden and glow in the dark.
Tigers are hungry and feed on the heart.

Thousand-pound tigers

walk in the woods,

each claw as big as a knife.

Thousand-pound tigers

drop from the trees,

waiting to swallow your life.

Tigers the size of 

tigers the size of 

tigers the size of 

tigers the size of life.

Uh-oh, who invited God?

Big voice walking in the cool of day

saying get out of here, get out of here

Big voice telling us be on your way

saying get out of here, get out of here