歌词名称：Stories That Get Told歌手：Josh Pyke所属专辑：The Beginning and the End of EStories That Get Told - Josh Pyke.I should see you walk in from our gardenThe sun a soporific on your shoulder bladesAnd you should kick your shoes off at the doorAnd mark me with the pollen on your fingertips.Instead December brought the pouring rainThe whimsy of the seasonDampened by the dayAnd sometimes changes is incrementalTo the point we can convince ourselvesWe're still the same.But as the street lights flicker onUnder skin and boneWe're all awashWith something borrowedAnd everything I wantIs at rest between these walls.Someday we'll all beStories that get toldBut told incorrectlyBut our trail won't grow coldOur trail won't growOur trail won't grow cold, cold.So now we watch you walking in our gardenAnd what a many splendoured sight you are to seeAnd there'll be dancing, there'll be scarsBut you're my gardenYou're my gardenYou were grown from me.So when you leapYou must leap longinglyAnd leap acrossThe length and breadthOf legacyFor in this gardenWe will write for youA story you will learn by heartThen long to leave.And as the street lights flicker onUnder skin and boneWe're all awashWith something borrowedAnd everything I wantIs at rest between these walls.Someday we'll all beStories that get toldBut told incorrectlyBut our trail won't grow coldOur trail won't growOur trail won't grow cold, cold.