The Garden

And he was walking in the garden And he was walking in the night And he was singing a sad love song And he was praying for his life And the stars came out around him He was thinking of his sins And he's looking at his song-bird And he's looking at his wings There inside the garden Came another with his lips Said, 'Won't you come and be my lover?' 'Let me give you a little kiss' And he came, knelt down before him And fell upon his knees Said, 'I will give you gold and mountains If you stay awhile with me' And there was trouble taking place. There inside the garden They kissed, and the sun rose And he walked a little further And he found he was alone And the wind, it gathered round him He was thinking of his sins He was looking at his song-bird And he was looking at his wings And there was trouble taking place. --- The Garden - PJ Harvey