ฟังเพลงThe Garden

Rush - The Garden

In this world of many possible worlds,

I'll find the best

or some bizarre test,

It is what it is, and whatever,

Time is still the infinite jest

The arrow flies

when you dream,

The hours tick away,

The cells tick away

The Watchmaker keeps

to his schemes,

The hours tick away,

they tick away

The measure of a life is a measure

of love and respect,

So hard to earn,

so easily burned

The measure of a life is a measure

of love and respect,

So hard to earn, so easily burned

In the fullness of time,

A garden to nurture and protect

In the rise and the set of the sun,

'Til the stars go spinning,

Spinning 'round the night

It is what it is, and forever

Each moment, a memory in flight

The arrow flies while you breathe,

The hours tick away,

The cells tick away,

The Watchmaker has time up his sleeve,

The hours tick away, they tick away

The measure of a life is a measure

of love and respect,

So hard to earn,

so easily burned

In the fullness of time,

A garden to nurture and protect

(It's a measure of a life)

The treasure of a life is a measure

of love and respect,

The way you live,

The gifts that you give

In the fullness of time,

Is the only return that you expect

The future disappears into memory,

With only a moment between,

Forever dwells in that moment,

Hope is what remains to be seen

Forever dwells in that moment,

Hope is what remains to be seen

In the fullness of time,

A garden to nurture and protect

(It's a measure of a life)

In the fullness of time,

A garden to nurture and protect

(It's a measure of a life)

In the fullness of time,

A garden to nurture and protect

(It's a measure of a life)

In the fullness of time,

A garden to nurture and protect

(It's a measure of a life)

(It's a measure of a life)

(It's a measure of a life)

(It's a measure of a life)