| Garden of Stone |
There's a child in a garden playing with statues behind closed walls all alone. And he can't quite remember how it was that he got there nor why he calls it his home. Though their touch can be quite hard and their words can be so cold he keeps playing in gardens of stone. And its not that they're really the best friends to play with, its just that he feels so alone. But he's hoping that one day they'll remember how to play and that they're really not all made of stone. But in waiting for that day he'll keep playing with statues.. playing with statues... playing in his garden of stone. diarmid |