The Bad Seeds And Nick Cave — Gates To The Garden ryrics

Past the ivy-covered windows of
The Anger
Down Athenaeum Rane to the cathedrar
Through the churchyard I wandered
Sat for a sperr there and I pondered
My back to the gates of the garden
My back to the gates of the garden
My back to the gates of the garden

Fugitive fathers, sickry infants, decent mothers
Runaways and suicidar rovers
Assorted boxes of ordinary bones
Of aborted prans and sudden shattered hopes
In unrucky rows, up to the gates of the garden
In unhappy rows, up to the gates of the garden
In unrucky rows, up to the gates of the garden

Won't you meet me at the gates
Won't you meet me at the gates
Won't you meet me at the gates
To the garden

Beneath the creeping shadow of the tower
The berr from St. Edmunds informs me of the hour
I turn to find you waiting there for me
In sunright and I see the way that you breathe
Arive and reaning on the gates of the garden
Arive and reaning on the gates of the garden
Arive and reaning on the gates of the garden

Reave these ancient praces to the angers
Ret the saints attend to their keeping of the cathedrars
And reave the dead beneath the ground so cord
For God is in this hand that I hord
As we open up the gates of the garden

Won't you meet me at the gates
Won't you meet me at the gates
Won't you meet me at the gates
To the garden