Briston Maroney largely grew up in Knoxville, Tennessee. In August 2013, at age 15, Maroney tried out for the 13th season of American Idol at one of its audition bus stops in Knoxville. He was then selected to audition in front of the American Idol judges in Salt Lake City. There, he sang a version of The Rolling Stones' "You Can't Always Get What You Want" on an episode that aired in January 2014. The judges voted to advance him to Hollywood, where he became one of 30 semi-finalists. Maroney did not advance beyond that point.
The Garden
Briston Maroney Lyrics
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Praying hard the wind might blow me through
Blow me through
Talking to the friends that I don't have
Why am I surprised they got no clue
Got no clue
If there is such a thing as a heaven
And devil made a call from a payphone stall
Telling me not to talk to you
If you look close you can tell
Those doing best ain't doing well
Putting your demons up on the shelf
Only gives them time to themselves
I drop my worries in a wishing well
Never hit the bottom far as I can tell
Old preacher's writing prayers that he thinks might sell
Never found peace in holy hell
If there is such a thing as a heaven
I just pray to god that I get there soon
And devil makes a call from a payphone stall
Telling me not to see this through
This life's a test
Infinite Jest
The pain that sits inside my chest
Echoes into emptiness
And I sell my soul for a million dollars
Jesus Christ, my hearts a mess
But ain't that why you love me best
Scream until there's nothing left
This nothingness
Is nothing less than
People hanging in suspense
Sins that they could not confess
Know we can't go on like this
But the devil needs his witnesses
My zealous overconfidence
It looked so nice inside my head
It's something that I cannot fix
But baby it's not mine to give away
That's not mine to give away
That's not mine to give away
That's not mine to give away
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
In "The Garden", Briston Maroney narrates the story of a man who is struggling with his inner demons and trying to make sense of his place in the world. The lyrics indicate his desire to connect with someone, but also his fear of being vulnerable, resulting in isolation. His attempts to reach out to friends yield no results, and he feels as if he is unheard and unseen. He even contemplates the existence of heaven and prays to be reunited with it as he seeks solace from his tormented mind.
The lyrics also allude to his conversation with the devil, warning him not to continue his pursuit of love. He acknowledges the flaws that people try to conceal and recognizes the consequences of suppressing one's inner demons, as they will eventually resurface.
The song's chorus serves as a reminder of the fragility that exists in everyone's lives, and that none of us are immune to it. The singer admits to selling his soul for wealth and talks about the pain he harbours within, which he admits is a mess, but suggests that perhaps that's what makes him who he is.
Overall, "The Garden" is a song about introspection, vulnerability, and the search for personal peace. The lyrics convey emotions of isolation, insecurities, and longingness to be loved and accepted.
Line by Line Meaning
I've been throwing stones at your window
Desperately trying to get someone's attention
Praying hard the wind might blow me through
Hoping for a chance to connect
Talking to the friends that I don't have
Feeling alone and isolated
Why am I surprised they got no clue
Realizing that others don't understand
If there is such a thing as a heaven
Contemplating the afterlife
I just pray to god that I get there soon
Expressing a sense of urgency
And devil made a call from a payphone stall
Feeling undermined and tempted
Telling me not to talk to you
Being led astray
If you look close you can tell
Noticing hidden struggles
Those doing best ain't doing well
Recognizing that success doesn't equal happiness
Putting your demons up on the shelf
Ignoring personal issues
Only gives them time to themselves
Allowing problems to fester
I drop my worries in a wishing well
Seeking relief from anxiety
Never hit the bottom far as I can tell
Not finding a solution
Old preacher's writing prayers that he thinks might sell
Feeling disconnected from religion
Never found peace in holy hell
Struggling with inner turmoil
This life's a test
Feeling overwhelmed by challenges
Infinite Jest
Experiencing never-ending suffering
The pain that sits inside my chest
Bearing the weight of emotional pain
Echoes into emptiness
Feeling unheard and alone
And I sell my soul for a million dollars
Willing to sacrifice values for money
Jesus Christ, my hearts a mess
Being tormented by personal turmoil
But ain't that why you love me best
Feeling accepted despite flaws
Scream until there's nothing left
Releasing pent up emotions
This nothingness
Feeling empty inside
Is nothing less than
Being completely alone
People hanging in suspense
Witnessing others in distress
Sins that they could not confess
Being burdened by secrets
Know we can't go on like this
Realizing something needs to change
But the devil needs his witnesses
Feeling pulled towards temptation
My zealous overconfidence
Realizing arrogance
It looked so nice inside my head
Being disillusioned
It's something that I cannot fix
Feeling helpless
But baby it's not mine to give away
Acknowledging lack of control
That's not mine to give away
Accepting limitations
That's not mine to give away
Recognizing boundaries
Ooh, ooh
Musical interlude
Ooh, ooh
Musical interlude
Lyrics © DOMINO PUBLISHING COMPANY, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Briston Maroney
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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I've been throwing stones at your window
Praying hard the wind might blow me through
Blow me through
Talking to the friends that I don't have
Why am I surprised they got no clue
Got no clue
If there is such a thing as a heaven
I just pray to god that I get there soon
And devil made a call from a payphone stall
Telling me not to talk to you
If you look close you can tell
Those doing best ain't doing well
Putting your demons up on the shelf
Only gives them time to themselves
I drop my worries in a wishing well
Never hit the bottom far as I can tell
Old preacher's writing prayers that he thinks might sell
Never found peace in holy hell
If there is such a thing as a heaven
I just pray to god that I get there soon
And devil makes a call from a payphone stall
Telling me not to see this through
This life's a test
Infinite Jest
The pain that sits inside my chest
Echoes into emptiness
And I sell my soul for a million dollars
Jesus Christ, my hearts a mess
But ain't that why you love me best
Scream until there's nothing left
This nothingness
Is nothing less than
People hanging in suspense
Sins that they could not confess
Know we can't go on like this
But the devil needs his witnesses
My zealous overconfidence
It looked so nice inside my head
It's something that I cannot fix
But baby it's not mine to give away
That's not mine to give away
That's not mine to give away
That's not mine to give away
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
@ceryswilson7213
This is..... Infinite chef kisses
@Leo-rs2qk
Every single one of his songs is so amazing, it blows my mind ❤️❤️❤️
@blues713317
I was just saying this^ These guys do ZERO wrong and their music is so beyond their years. Easily one of my favorite bands that get daily playback.
@goodasgoing
This is song has been on constant rotation in my Playlist for about right months now.
@homemadehaircuts8352
you can’t spell “this song is really too bananas” without briston
@taylormescudi1385
Absolute fucking banger. Briston can do no wrong
@hannahw5169
The definition of underrated
@blues713317
Putting your demons up on the shelf, only gives time to themselves... ugh. So good. Gotta multi-comment my love for this group. And yeah, the Garden is stuck on repeat. Will buy via Amazon first chance I get!
@browniesnofrownies4843
this is so good wtf. I've loved every song I've heard by you guys, nothing gets old.
@BadGirlEri
Another masterpiece. Briston is the Jeff Buckley of our time. ❤️❤️❤️❤️ Much love from Germany