julia's garden
By: klausbluetner1
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Description
This is a poem by lyricist Tom Jensen which I've turned into a song. I play all the instruments myself on this track and do all the vocals
Lyrics
JULIA'S GARDEN by tom jensen Julia has a garden So intricate in design A secret place where the flowers grow A secret place that only she can find Here she embraces the feelings that she could never show The resentment and hurt she always kept deep within her mind For only the juniper trees have heard her full tale of woe And they only share all they know with the skyline Julia is beautiful and Julia has suffered Losses that no mother or father, no son or daughter should know Yet in this oasis of hope all forms of life are welcomed In a tidal wave of thought she suddenly becomes caught within the undertow This garden was created from the basis of chaos And now pays tribute to organized chaos in the form of a shrine Here she can meditate on her thoughts from many years ago On an ever changing world constantly being redefined Every seed here she did sew It is whispered and echoed through the grapevine Beneath the bridge across the brook the water runs slow Almost as if the stars had been realigned Beds full of daffodils and daisies overflow Sunflowers sit in neat little rows all intertwined Across which Julia would have to tiptoe Less she wants to create a ripple back through time A life as simple as Emerson or Henry David Thoreau With such a pretty view down along the coast line And yet as colorful and vibrant as Picasso or Van Gogh The only other mortals to know of art so fine Yet Julia is beautiful and Julia has suffered Losses that no mother or father, no son or daughter should know Yet in this oasis of hope all forms of life are welcomed In a tidal wave of thought she suddenly becomes caught within the undertow This garden was created from the basis of chaos And now pays tribute to organized chaos in the form of a shrine Here she can meditate on her thoughts from many years ago On an ever changing world constantly being redefined It is here where both cold and warm breezes blow Be them fiercely or gently along the waterline In the middle of the night with the moon aglow Julia either recollects her dreams or speaks to the divine Falling down the weeping willows hang low Silhouetted by trees of soft pine Swaying from here to fro stands this hedgerow Dancing in rhythm all the while entangled in vines Julia is beautiful and Julia has suffered Losses that no mother or father, no son or daughter should know Yet in this oasis of hope all forms of life are welcomed In a tidal wave of thought she suddenly becomes caught within the undertow This garden was created from the basis of chaos And now pays tribute to organized chaos in the form of a shrine Here she can meditate on her thoughts from many years ago On an ever changing world constantly being redefined
