In the bright red sky, in the heat of an evening
When only prisoners sleep.
She said she couldn't come to the garden,
See an old man weep.
She said her dreams were too far to be thought of
Her scars too wide to heal.
She said she couldn't come to the garden
See a blind man kneel.
She sailed away to a blue horizon
In floating thoughts she'd sway
She said she couldn't come to the garden
See an old man pray.
She wished them luck as they left on their journey
Maybe she'd join them soon.
But she lost her grip at the tip of life's fingers
Went home and worshiped the moon