In my garden there's
Trees and flowers
A cool breeze
And april showers
Moss and vines
Wrap the branches
Roses cling to
Stoney arches
All is forgotten
It's burried under ground
Time doesn't hurry
I hear no sound
Nothing moves
Nothing grows
It's still and it waits
Even when the wind blows
And as I'm watching
As I wait
The whole world seems to turn
But I stay the same
All is forgotten
It's burried under ground
Time doesn't hurry
I hear no sound
In my garden
No noise is found
Birds fly above
But their wings make no sound
And I can't speak
And I can't hear
No one would know
There's not a soul
To be found
I had forgotten
I'm burried under ground
Time doesn't hurry
I make no sound