(No chords, just voice.) F Dm Where are all the joys of yesterday? F (already piano:) Dm Where, now, is the happiness and laughter that we shared? Am7 G Gone, like our childhood dreams, aspirations and beliefs - Am F Time is a thief, and he ravages our gardens, Dm stripping saplings, felling trees, F Dm trampling on our flowers, sucking sap and drying seeds. Am G In the midnight candle-light of experience Am D C B all colour fades, green fingers grey... G Em Time, alone, shall murder all the flowers, G F still, there's time to share our plots and all that we call 'ours'. Am F How much worse, then, if we all deny each others' needs A# F Dm C and keep our garden's privately? Am Em Its getting colder, wind and rain leave gashes; Am F G Am GAm looking back, I only see the friends I've lost. Am Em Fires smoulder, raking through the ashes Am my hands are dirty, my mind is numb, F G Am G F I count the cost of 'I': Em Bm "I need to get on, I've got to tend my garden; Em C D Em Bm got to shut you out, no time to crave your pardon no_ ow". FBGAC F Dm Now I see the garden that I've grown is just the same as those outside; F D# the fences, (that) erected to protect, simply divide... Gm There's ruination everywhere, the weather has D# played havoc with the grass - Gm F does anyone believe his (their) garden's really going to last? Am F (and) In the time allotted us, can any man keep miserly his own? Am F Am Is there any pleasure in a solitary growth? FGAGAEAm AGAGF EBECDEm BFBGACCFm F Dm Come and see my garden if you will - F Dm I'd like someone to see it all before each root is killed. Am7 G Surely now its time to open up each life to all - Am7 D C B tear down the walls, if its not too late! G Em There is so much sorrow in the world; G F there is so much emptiness and heartbreak and pain; Am F Somewhere on the road we have all taken a wrong turn - A# F Dm C FCA# how can we build the right path aga_ _in? Am7 Gm Through the grief, through the pain, Am7 our flowers need each others' rain...