Lyric To the garden

In the bright red sky
In the heat of an evening
When only prisoners sleep
She said she couldn t
Come to the garden
See an old man wheel

She said her dreams
What too far to be thought of
As scars too white to view
She said she couldn t
Come to the garden
See a blind man kneel

She sailed away
To a blue horizon
In floating thoughts she d sway
She said she couldn t
Come to the garden
See an old man pray

She wished them luck
As they left on their journey
Maybe she d join them soon
But she lost her grip
At the tip of life s finger
Went home and worshipped the moon