In my garden there's Trees and flowers A cool breeze And april showers Moss and vines Wrap the branches Roses cling to Stoney arches All is forgotten It's burried under ground Time doesn't hurry I hear no sound Nothing moves Nothing grows It's still and it waits Even when the wind blows And as I'm watching As I wait The whole world seems to turn But I stay the same All is forgotten It's burried under ground Time doesn't hurry I hear no sound In my garden No noise is found Birds fly above But their wings make no sound And I can't speak And I can't hear No one would know There's not a soul To be found I had forgotten I'm burried under ground Time doesn't hurry I make no sound Make no sound