a larger garden

each of the shadows hides a secret name
joy in the morning changes to long doom
all of the moments focus in a flame

you are the one who makes it a great game
and thinks the world is just one great big room
each of the shadows hides a secret name

you want to make things remain just the same
and hide the torment in one silent gloom
all of the moments focus in a flame

return from anger right into the frame
you find that nothing fits within the zoom
each of the shadows hides a secret name

others have made the same dumb futile claim
you know that nothing will the past exhume
all of the moments focus in a flame

there are no demons left to praise or blame
the universe is both a hell and womb
each of the shadows hides a secret name
all of the moments focus in a flame