The Gardeners of Ghost Towns

Verse 1

Concrete

Grows nothing

The soil is dry and dusty here

You stand before the board and point a finger

Cold

You blame the block for every failing grade

A lack of spirit in the desks you claim

But look at how you hold your heavy head

Your own ambition died inside a drawer

You take the paycheck then you shut the door

A hollow vessel preaching to the poor

How can you lead a march you will not walk

The chalk is crumbling beneath your grip

Coward

You trade their futures for a steady check

Then wonder why the chain is on their neck

A gardener who hates to see the green

The weakest link in every broken dream

Chorus

We see the truth in your eyes

You tell us beautiful lies

We are the seeds in the dirt

You are the reason it hurts

Open the gate

It is too late

We see the truth in your eyes

Verse 2

Stagnant

The water

A mirror reflecting your own fear

You cite the budget like a holy book

Safe

Behind the desk while lions roam the halls

You build a cage within these yellow walls

The child is hungry for a spark of light

You offer shadows and a weary sigh

A king of nothing under graying sky

You choose the path of least resistance now

And let the weeds consume the garden bed

Your spirit withered while the children bled

How dare you judge the fruit you failed to feed

A parasite who planted not a seed

The mirror breaks before your guilty face

You are the ghost that haunts this hollow space

Chorus

We see the truth in your eyes

You tell us beautiful lies

We are the seeds in the dirt

You are the reason it hurts

Open the gate

It is too late

We see the truth in your eyes

Bridge

The lesson

The loss

The heavy cost

You let the fire die

You let the fire die

You let the fire die

Verse 3

Silence

Is loud

The clock is ticking on the wall

You watch the minutes like a fading star

Bitter

The ink is dry inside your rusted pen

You fail the test and then you fail again

Responsibility is just a word

A heavy stone you refuse to lift

You drift

Away from every soul you swore to save

A quiet coward headed for the grave

The system is a crutch for crippled minds

And you are limping while the blind lead blind

You sold the sun to buy a little shade

Now watch the forest that your failure made

A master class in how to lose a soul

You dug the pit and then you called it control

Chorus

We see the truth in your eyes

You tell us beautiful lies

We are the seeds in the dirt

You are the reason it hurts

Open the gate

It is too late

We see the truth in your eyes

Outro

We see you

We see you

Class dismissed

Forever