The garden

[00:25.67] Come into the garden, It's magical trees

[00:38.68] Dapple the sun as they sway with each lazy breeze;

[00:49.84] They'll set your mind at ease.

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[00:58.87] Pretend you're a child, with nothing to hide,

[01:10.29] Then we'll join hands and let the universe swing wide;

[01:21.45] We'll lay our fears aside.

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[01:29.57] Hold me, here we can soon be born again

[01:42.32] Trust me, believe we can still be born again

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[01:54.80] We've been sleeping all our lives,

[02:00.38] At last we can open our eyes.

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[02:11.01] Our gates are unguarded, I've stolen the key,

[02:22.96] To where everything holy inside us is free to run free;

[02:33.85] To smell and taste and touch and see.

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[02:43.94] - Guitar solo: Jim Ryan –

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[03:15.29] Hold me, here we can soon be born again.

[03:27.77] Trust me, believe we can still be born again.

[03:40.52] We've been sleeping all our lives,

[03:46.63] At last we can open our eyes.