the garden, here, there, in, out,
5 days of rain clouds and caves
bash my head with yours again, my virtuous musician
oh, how i love you, here and gone
and i always will, as it always becomes
unrequited and eyes can still live
where the true dimensions hold us dear
in the arms where we all will feel protected
you are not alone, enjoy what is not enjoyed
because of love, the ultimate equation
where the answers and reasons become clear
in the sands of time, the unknown out there
in the imperfect sun reflected in each melody
that carries to the next day
