There are shadows in the garden

There are shadows
in the garden
twining slowly
like serpents or vines

And they follow
where I wander
I have seen them
from the corner of my eyes
Of my eyes

So I start to run for shelter
And you're waiting with a smile
And you hold me and you tell me
all the secrets of denial

And your arms are wide and open
When you hold me it's forever
and our secret names are spoken
And our art is fine and clever

Where the shadows were are hollows
like strange daughters
of the people in the dusk

There is fear too
in the garden
When we're near to
seeing faces in the dust
In the dust

So I start to run for shelter
And you're waiting with a smile
And you hold me and you tell me
all the secrets of denial

And your arms are wide and open
When you hold me it's forever
and our secret names are spoken
And our art is fine and clever

And you hold me
and we make art
and you hold me
and we make art