Standing in this garden

That we shared for years

Seeing paradise through

All our dreams and tears

Scattered seeds along the

Way and saw them grow

At times we've seen the

Mighty mountain walls

Come and go

And stll the wind is gonna

Blow

Sometimes fast and

Sometimes slow

Floating on an ocean, our

Ship without a sail

Who are we to try and stop

What will or won't prevail

And if we slip into the

Darkness of a stormy

Night

We're only drifting with the

Tide, my friends

It's alright

And still the wind is gonna

Blow

Sometimes fast and

Sometimes slow

Standing in this garden in a

Million years

Others in our place when

We're no longer here

Seeking answers in the

Ashes of our lives

And they will find their

Place in time, my friends

It's alright

And still the wind is gonna

Blow

Sometimes fast and

Sometimes slow