The Garden
Fleesh Lyrics

In this one of many possible worlds,
In this vast and complex universe, filled with countless possibilities,

All for the best or some bizarre test?
Everything happening for a greater purpose or perhaps as a strange and unusual challenge?

It is what it is and whatever,
Accepting things as they are, no matter the circumstance,

Time is still the infinite jest
Time continues to play its infinite and unpredictable game on us

The arrow flies when you dream,
Opportunities may arise unexpectedly when you least expect them, like a swift arrow in a dream

The hours tick away,
Time keeps passing by steadily,

The cells tick away
The cells of our bodies also age and deteriorate with each passing second

The Watchmaker keeps to his schemes,
The universe follows its own intricate and carefully crafted plans,

The measure of a life is a measure of love and respect,
The true value of a life is determined by the love and respect one receives and gives,

So hard to earn so easily burned
These qualities are difficult to acquire but can be lost or destroyed easily

In the rise and the set of the sun,
During the cycles of day and night,

'Til the stars go spinning,
Until the stars dance and rotate through the sky,

Spinning 'round the night
Creating a mesmerizing spectacle during the dark hours

Oh, it is what it is, and forever
Accepting the present reality, which remains eternal

Each moment a memory in flight
Every instant becoming a temporary memory, fleeting and passing by

The arrow flies while you breathe,
Opportunities arise throughout your entire existence, as long as you are alive and breathing,

The Watchmaker has time up his sleeve,
The universe, like a skillful craftsman, holds time within its grasp,

The measure of a life is a measure of love and respect,
The true worth of a life is determined by the amount of love and respect it encompasses,

So hard to earn so easily burned
These valuable qualities are challenging to obtain but can be lost or destroyed effortlessly

The treasure of a life is a measure of love and respect,
The true treasure of a life lies in the quantity of love and respect one possesses,

The way you live, the gifts that you give
It is defined by how you lead your life and the kindness and generosity you bestow upon others

It's the only return that you expect
It's the only reward and fulfillment you anticipate receiving in the end

The future disappears into memory
The future gradually fades into the past, becoming part of our memories

With only a moment between.
With only a short duration separating time's passing moments

Forever dwells in that moment,
Eternity resides within that instantaneous moment,

Hope is what remains to be seen.
Hope is what we have left to witness and experience

In the fullness of time,
As time reaches its entirety,

A garden to nurture and protect
A metaphorical garden representing life that requires care and safeguarding

(It's a measure of a life)
(It's the true assessment of a life)