In My Garden

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

Make no sound