winter garden, a new prison warden it’s your heat that i’m a’hoarding winter garden, early in the morning children, the darkness can be, oh, so alarming hanging on a teenage wall a proclamation of war to the death winter garden, a new prison warden it’s your heat that i’m a’hoarding winter garden, early in the morning children, the darkness can be, oh, so alarming winter garden, something you’re starting? and are you growing? cuz heavenly heavens knowing hanging on a teenage wall a proclamation of war to the death