BYRDS Mind gardens 1967 (IN MEMORIAM DAVID CROSBY)
On a high hillGreen and blossomin' 'round against the seaAnd there the sun cameAnd the rain pourin' downGarden grew and flourishedAnd splattered bits of color on the groundAnd it took shape and symmetryAnd all of life aroundBut there came windsDriven and howling, there came snowAnd I feared for the gardenSo I built a wallAnd I built another and roofed it overThick and strongAnd kept it from the slings and arrows of outrageous fortuneThe killing cold could not get inBut when the sun cameAnd the gentle rain of springThey could not reach the garden behind those wallsIt would have diedSafely, securely diedBut as I longed and as I learnedI tore the walls all downThe garden still lives
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