Garches is a commune in the western suburbs of Paris, France. It is located 11.9 km (7.4 mi) from the centre of Paris.
Garches has remained largely residential, but is also the location of Raymond Poincaré University Hospital, which specialises in traumatology, road accidents and physiotherapy.
The northern part of Garches was largely destroyed in the Battle of Buzenval on 19 January 1871, when besieged Parisian forces under Louis Jules Trochu attempted to break through the German blockade and join the French troops at Versailles. Monuments in Rue du 19 janvier and Rue du Colonel de Rochebrune commemorate the events.
Construction of the church began in 1298 following the canonisation of St. Louis, as recorded on the plaque at the entrance. It was the first church in France dedicated to St. Louis. The original church was partly destroyed in the Battle of Buzenval; it was rebuilt in 1876 and restored beginning in 1980 with the 19th-century stained-glass windows and continuing in 1983 with the complete restoration and enlargement of the organ. The spire was rebuilt in 1988, the cross reconsecrated in 1989, the carved tympanum restored in 1990, and interior and façade renovation carried out beginning in 1995. A bell dated to 1787 was classified as a historic monument on 27 April 1944.
Boredom always lurks within strange places
But still I find a way to feed my mind
The worlds collide beyond those spaces
I'm never sure of what goes on inside
If I apologize for every crutch I've used
I guess I never would have walked inside those shoes
Be hold the world that I've been shaping
I never said that I'd belong
In other words have I been flaking
Don't you know what I would have done
If I apologize for every crutch I've used
I guess I never would have worked inside those shoes
So let me down, down, down, let it bubble all around me
Always something else to do, let me down, down, down
Let the shallowness surround me, let me drown in it
From the tint of my eyes I can see the world
Spinning like a girl never satisfied
And though it's plain to see, you don't exist for me
Don't believe every word that they say
So let me down, down, down, let it bubble all around me
Always something else to prove, let me down, down, down
Let the shallowness surround me, let me drown in it
A part of my mind never wonders still
Why it's close at hand? It's never out of sight
And though it's part of me, you're never going to see
Don't believe every word that they say