[00:21.03]The poet's voice lingers on[00:25.80]His words hang in the air[00:33.23]The ground you walk upon[00:38.50]Might as well not be there[00:44.92]Might as well not be there[00:52.90]I'll take you through my dreams[00:57.58]Out into the darkest morning[01:04.30]Past the blood filled streams[01:10.08]Into the garden of Jane Delawney[01:16.26]Into the garden now[01:30.73]Though the rose is fair[01:35.42]Don't pluck it as you pass[01:41.64]For a fire will consume your hair[01:47.81]And your eyes will turn to glass[01:54.09]Your eyes will turn to glass[02:02.01]In the willow's shade[02:06.60]Don't lie to hear it weep[02:13.17]For its tears of gold and jade[02:18.76]Will drown you as you sleep[02:24.89]Will drown you now[02:44.72]Jane Delawney had her dreams[02:49.60]That she never did discover[02:56.13]For the flow that feeds the stream[03:02.36]Is the life blood of her lover[03:08.79]Is the life blood of her lover[03:13.54]And the purifying beam[03:17.77]Of the sun will shine here never[03:23.65]While the spirit of her dream[03:30.43]In the garden lives forever[03:36.85]Lives forever now