In the silence of the garden
MOTHS ARE RISING on the wind
And the beast is pondering love love love
Till the rusty NAILS grow dim
I cant seem to make you mine
Through the long and lonely night
And I TRIED so hard, darling
But the crowd pulled you away
Through the RIBBONS and the rain
And the ivy coiled around my hand
So I lingered with the people
In the silent August glade
But the rain has brought the night
And the night has brought the rain
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