The Garden

Free, free, flowing
What I need was to be on my own
Peace, peace, not coming or going
Take a moment to let the ringing die away
So I can hear my heart
And slow my mind

Is it all melted down
What we do from when we open our eyes
To our dying day, not me
Might just expand
When I dream of what I or you could be

[?] grows in the garden
Dig into the roots of silence
Wait and see what will go
Peace is hard to learn

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh

This is not the end
There is beauty in this fire
Passion in the rage
The quiеt [?] remains untouched
The bluе above the [?]
And the more I know
I can see that in emptiness
A part of me is free
And its journey's ends
We got to find our way back
To the garden

[?] grows in the garden
Dig into the roots of silence
Wait and see what will go
Peace is hard to learn
Peace is hard to learn