The Garden letra

In this world of many possible worlds
All is for the best was some bizarre test
It is what it is, and whatever
Time is still the infinite jest

The arrow flies when you dream
The hours tick away
The cells tick away
The Watchmaker keeps to his schemes.
The hours tick away
They tick away

The measure of a life is a measure of love and respect
So hard to earn, so easily burned
The measure of a life is a measure of love and respect
So hard to earn, so easily burned

In the fullness of time
A garden to nurture and protect

In the rise and the set of the sun
Til the stars go spinning, spinning round the night
Oh, it is what is it is, and forever
Each moment, a memory in flight

The arrow flies while you dream
The hours tick away
The cells tick away
The Watchmaker has time up his sleeves
The hours tick away
They tick away

The measure of a life is a measure of love and respect
So hard to earn, so easily burned.
In fullness of time
A garden to nurture and protect
Its a measure of a life

The treasure of a life is a measure of love and respect
The way you live, the gifts that you give.
In the fullness of time
Is the only return that you expect

The future disappears into memory
With only a moment between

Forever dwells in that moment
Hope is what remains to be seen
Forever dwells in that moment
Hope is what remains to be seen

In the fullness of time
A garden to nurture and protect
Its a measure of a life
In the fullness of time
A garden to nurture and protect

Its a measure of a life
In the fullness of time
A garden to nurture and protect

Its a measure of a life
In the fullness of time
A garden to nurture and protect

It's a measure of a life
It's a measure of a life
It's a measure of a life
It's a measure of a life