Blu Cub Red - Mist of the Garden Dead Lyrics

I sing songs about laughter
And I sing songs about grief
I sing of the hurricane a-blowing
Right on the edge of your belief
I walk into the garden
Where the angels and the flower people play
I see the frogs kneeling over
The stones to pray
Take a little glass of moonlight
Right in the midst of the sunny day
The river she is a-flowing
Shining like an indigo pearl ray
Whole universe in a blade of grass a-growing
Behold the beauty of this infinite today
The Mist of the Garden Dead told me
Bodies decay, souls stay
I sing songs about the Devil
And I sing songs about clear eyes
I sing of the mystery a-not-knowing
The veil's a truly magical disguise
Right over by the meadow of shadows
And around the corner dwells the wise
In their oaks they are a-blazing
Speaking of secrets in smoke
As I lay a-listening
Having another old toke
Outside the gates of past and future
Laughing at the cosmic joke
What is man but a creature?
A monkey that has forgotten his folk
The Mist of the Garden Dead told me
Your mind wears a mighty fine cloak
I sing songs about Judas
And I sing songs about ChatGPT
As the Stars Beings are a-watching
Confused by our manufactured misery
Soaring like a grey eagle
High above the verdant wall
Earth and Space dancing together
Heard this song in their bird calls
Living is so sacred
May this not be our fatal fall
The Mist of the Garden Dead told me
Your song makes you tall
Living is so sacred
May this not be our fatal fall
The Mist of the Garden Dead told me
Your breath connects you to all
Your breath connects you to all