Whether planted for home or planet
Or in the everchanging soils of toil...

Am idle, am I dull
Am I simple in the soul...

A lonely miner carries against his skin
The only gem he's ever found...

Walking through the garden of my days
I found my only flower...

Oh beautiful
For ignorance...

A smile drawn up by beauty
A dream embraced from the start...

It's possible I went too far
Sitting here thinking what chances are...

The footfalls set my rhythm
Squeaks and crunches please me...

It's easier to mourn
Than to balance doubt with hope...

If through to the end
I was to decide this thing...

When all that remains
of your lifelong gains...

Excuse me stranger, what is it that you see?
Excuse me stranger, how could you think you know...