The Sunken Garden

“All earthly ills yield to two all-potent remedies: time and silence”  [Dumas]

Sleeping alone in the park
Sunny afternoon
Disappearing out of this town
So glad to be alone

A silence that knows shimmering worlds
Freedom of the open road
Away from the desperate race
Those who never leave off

Glide through pale and lonely skies
A soft feeling cleaves the air
Colours of forbidden landscapes
Live in peaceful magic

We were, we are, we will be
All at one in the sunken garden

We play in the myth of everlasting summer
In the sunken garden
Childhood games last forever
In the sunken garden

We bring the best of ourselves
In the sunken garden

“Ooh we’re a long way from home . . . 
That’s okay man ~ you don’t have to be back before you die”

The scent of seas so high
Daydream time-loss hours
The sunken . . . garden
Light years of dreaming

The sunken garden
Sleeping head in the stars
The sunken garden
Will it ever happen . . . again?