Van Morrison - In The Garden Lyrics
The streets are always wet with rainAfter a summer shower when I saw you standinIn the garden in the garden wet with rainYou wiped the teardrops from your eye in sorrowAs we watched the petals fall down to the groundAnd as I sat beside you I felt theGreat sadness that day in the gardenAnd then one day you came back homeYou were a creature all in raptureYou had the key to your soulAnd you did open that day you came back to the gardenThe olden summer breeze was blowin on your faceThe light of God was shinin on your countenance divineAnd you were a violet colour as youSat beside your father and your mother in the gardenThe summer breeze was blowin on your faceWithin your violet you treasure your summery wordsAnd as the shiver from my neck down to my spineIgnited me in daylight and nature in the gardenAnd you went into a tranceYour childlike vision became so fineAnd we heard the bells inside the churchWe loved so muchAnd felt the presence of the youth ofEternal summers in the gardenAnd as it touched your cheeks so lightlyBorn again you were and blushed and we touched each other lightlyAnd we felt the presence of the christAnd I turned to you and I saidNo guru, no method, no teacherJust you and I and natureAnd the father in the gardenNo guru, no method, no teacherJust you and I and natureAnd the father and theSon and the holy ghostIn the garden wet with rainNo guru, no method, no teacherJust you and I and nature and the holy ghostIn the garden, in the garden, wet with rainNo guru, no method, no teacherJust you and I and natureAnd the father in the garden
