Still waiting in the garden beneath the stars
I'm cutting ribbons out of the clouds
to hold together every last feeling
I have experienced since you were taken from us
I hope you found your path to the fields beyond
Where the angels are born
and the dawn is golden for all
I'm still waiting in the garden beneath the stars
but it's early morning perpetually
The sun still refuses to rise because
I fear you believe I left you behind
Passing through every single raindrop
and somehow, as you claw through my dreams
I can't seem to reach you as I descend
and like that... you're gone once more