Neil Peart - The Garden lyrics

[Verse 1] In this world of many possible worlds All for the best was some bizarre test It is what it is, and whatever Time is still the infinite jest [Chorus] 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 [Verse 2] In the fullness of time A garden to nurture and protect In the rise and the set of the sun Until the stars go spinning, spinning round the night Oh, it is what is it is, and forever; Each moment, a memory in flight [Chorus] The arrow flies while you dream; The hours tick away The cells tick away The Watchmaker has time up his sleeves 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 fullness of time A garden to nurture and protect [Verse 3] 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 [Bridge] 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 Its a measure of a life In the fullness of time A garden to nurture and protect Its a measure of a life In the fullness of time A garden to nurture and protect It's a measure of a life [x4]