The Garden

Flowers unseen in our garden of peace
And I only hold weeds
Digging through mud, looking for hints of love
Time's constant no matter the scenery

But you can't wait for flowers to grow
And a rose still bends when the wind blows, mm-hm

Blooming despite decreasing light
Seeking healing and peace of mind
Endless bouquets as springtime decays
Waiting patient with all of my life

But you can't wait for flowers to grow
And a rose still bends when the wind blows, blows

Even in our garden (even in our-)
There's a sense of longing (there's a sense of-)
Seasons mark our passing (seasons mark-)
Of times rolling (of times-)
Even in our garden (even in our-)
There's a sense of longing (there's a sense of-)
When will you you return to me (when will you return?)
Darling, darling?

Statues and flies as the sun burns my eyes
All this beauty in disguise

But you can't wait for flowers to grow
And a rose still bends when the wind blows, wind blows

You can't wait (flowers) for flowers to grow
And a rose still bends when the wind blows, wind blows

Even in our garden (even in our garden)
There's a sense of longing (there's a sense of longing)
Even in our garden (even in our-)
There's a sense of longing (there's a sense of-)
Even in our garden (even in our-)
Even in our garden (even in our garden)