Welcome to the garden
Every flower grown in the ashes of dead stars
Nature and its captives, all we see are their old photographs
Just pin pricks and scars of men
Maybe this wasn’t all meant for them
A wilderness wasted in your eyes
The sky the birds and the trees
This kind of beauty brings me to my knees
But it’s not enough for you so what’s the world to do?
When the world is you, unsatisfied
What is this walk? Where are we going?
I find beauty in not knowing
The earth compels me and I”m free to die
Burning at both ends in this brilliant light
Mouth-breather, you see the world through plastic eyes
From the bottom of a new low you turn to the sky, unsatisfied
What is this walk? Where are we going?
I find beauty in not knowing
The earth compels me and I’m free to die
I want to feel it all in a world deaf, dumb and blind
Start living, stop living a lie
Burning at both ends in the brilliant light
I turn and say goodnight