Once upon a time, there was a garden on a high hill Standin' green and [Incomprehensible] against the sea And there the sun came and the rain pourin' down the garden grew and splattered bits of color on the ground And took shape and symmetry all around There came winds, driven and howlin' There came snow and I feared for the garden So I built a wall and another, roofed it over, thick and strong I kept it from the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune But when the sun came and the gentle rain of spring They could not find the garden behind those walls It would have died, safely, securely, died But as I watched and as I learned I tore the walls all down, the garden still lives
