Standing in this garden
  That we shared for years
  Seeing paradise through
  All our dreams and tears
  Scattered seeds along the
  Way and saw them grow
  At times we've seen the
  Mighty mountain walls
  Come and go
  And stll the wind is gonna
  Blow
  Sometimes fast and
  Sometimes slow
  Floating on an ocean, our
  Ship without a sail
  Who are we to try and stop
  What will or won't prevail
  And if we slip into the
  Darkness of a stormy
  Night
  We're only drifting with the
  Tide, my friends
  It's alright
  And still the wind is gonna
  Blow
  Sometimes fast and
  Sometimes slow
  Standing in this garden in a
  Million years
  Others in our place when
  We're no longer here
  Seeking answers in the
  Ashes of our lives
  And they will find their
  Place in time, my friends
  It's alright
  And still the wind is gonna
  Blow
  Sometimes fast and
  Sometimes slow