The Garden from October Moon by John Rasmussen

The rain drums on my window
Traffic sounds so loud
And I see the seagulls
diving ‘cross the bay

The arches of the Golden Gate
sweep high into the cloud
But I’m dreaming of some back road far away

Chorus
(Your hands forever in the garden
Heart a rock beside a stream
Take us back into the garden
Take us back into the dream)

Oh I am but a drifting bird
And I have lost control
Of all that silver side of life
that’s music to the soul
The visions and the bright dreams
that help to make you whole
And I need to return to the garden

(Chorus)

Oh I am but a rambler
sailed the seven seas
And I have seen the barren rocks
and felt an angry breeze
And I have watched while stars at night
danced to the lordly pleas
But I will see myself back to the garden

(Chorus)

• Australian folk music
• Blues & Roots
• Folk
• singer-songwriter
• Melbourne