Gates To The Garden歌词

作词 : Cave
Past the ivy-covered windows of The Angel
To The GardenGates

Down Athenaeum Lane to the cathedral

Trough the churchyard I wandered

Sat for a spell there and I pondered

My back to the gates

My back to the gates

My back to the gates of the garden

Fugitive fathers, sickly infants, decent mothers

Runaways and suicidal lovers

Assorted boxes of ordinary bones

Of aborted plans and sudden shattered hopes

In unlucky rows

In unhappy rows

In unlucky rows, up to the gates of the garden

Won't you meet me at the gates
Won't you meet me at the gates
Won't you meet me at the gates

To the garden

Beneath the creeping shadow of the tower

The bell from St.Edmunds informs me of the hour

I turn to find you waiting there for me

In sunlight and I see the way that you breathe

Alive and leaning
Alive and leaning

Alive and leaning on the gates of the garden

Leave these ancient places to the angels

Let the saints attend to their keeping of the cathedrals

And leave the dead beneath the ground so cold
For God is in this hand that I hold

As we open up the gates to the garden

Won't you meet me at the gates

Won't you meet me at the gates
Won't you meet me at the gates
To the garden