Garden in the Sky
Mark Gane, Martha Helen Johnson
He was walking through a landscape
That was lightly touched by man
Where brown girls were bathing
In seas of liquid jam
He would choose to sleep his life away
If this dream would stay
Garden in the sky
His heart is living in another place
Garden in the sky
The world around him sees a madman's space
He pretends to listen closely
To the words that someone says
While beaches of ivory
Are singing in his head
He would choose to hide himself away
If this dream would stay
Garden in the sky
The colors flow like embers to his eyes
Garden in the sky
He planted places that will never die