Peter Von Poehl - Forgotten Garden lyrics

Y the time he left the city Through restless streets Already led astray A promise faded north-side of the bridge; All these forgotten figures Carried in his chest He felt the south wind on his shadow As the sloping landscape Picked up speed Following directions logically His old familiar voices disagreed He kept staring out the window Past the furrows and the grooves below Way beyond a keen mind And a broken dream That a child had left behind He took the small roads after midnight A hand above him clearly drew his flight The sound of changes devilling his soul; It was clear as daylight That he was nowhere near his goal He kept staring out the window Past the furrows and the grooves below Way beyond a keen mind And a broken dream That a child had left behind He tied a string around his finger Captured by the sidetracks on parade He left an urge to break Their constant waves; In this forgotten garden Nothing can be saved