The Garden (with Clockwork Angels String Ensemble) [Live]

In this one of many possible worlds All for the best something are test It is what it is and whatever Time is still the infinite jest The arrow flies when you dream The hours tick away The cells take away Watchmaker keep to his steeds? 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 Like the fullness of time A garden to nurture and protect In horizon to set of the sun? To the stars goes spinning Spinning 'round the night Oh it is what it is and forever Each moment of memory of light The arrow flies while you dream The hours tick away The cells tick away The watchmaker has time up his sleve 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 the fullness of time A garden to nurture and protect (Its 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 And the fullness of time is the only return I do expect The future dissapears to 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 wholeness 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 (It's a measure of a life) In the wholeness 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 (It's a measure of a life) It's a measure of a life