(carly simon/jacob brackman)

Come into the garden, its magical trees
Dapple the sun as they sway with each lazy breeze;
Theyll set your mind at ease.

Pretend youre a child, with nothing to hide,
Then well join hands and let the universe swing wide;
Well lay our fears aside

Hold me, here we can soon be born again
Trust me, believe we can still be born again
Weve been sleeping all our lives,
Atleast we can open our eyes.

Our gates are unguarded, Ive stolen the key,
To where everything holy inside us is free to run free;
To smell and taste and touch and see.

Hold me, here we can soon be born again.
Trust me, believe we can still be born again.
Weve been sleeping all our lives,
At last we can open our eyes.