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For it was yesterday when the garden was green and I could circle it, run wild 

There was a promise to keep that I had now ignored for a while 

My promise to grow old and weary, yet not let that child in me die of ghosts today, this world so eerie

Those days went when they said time to grow up; or hadn’t come yet 

Lay there on the same field of green where now it’s hay the cows are fed 

Getting bruised was a business i attended daily, scars so deep, now I get them rarely 

There was school where classes I could miss none, same sanctuary where they taught fun

Stood there I, a boy, with a broken toy, no place for joy, and now I coy

A gem to those roses I called, call friends, spoken sadly cause it all comes to an end 

Sanctuary there were so many to find, arms of a man, woman’s lap, a hand, and now grind 

Boy who stood by the hay, gay, rejoice, who had a choice, the boy who blurred into his toys 

Dressed me up as she did her doll, when my age she was, my fairy, my mother all, 

I lay beneath the ground now, for me, it hasn’t been long now, 

Suited like the man I hoped I become, suited now to be relaxed, as I am gone 

Covered me with dust in all that coffin rust, so long to you, for now I rest 

A promise I ignored to keep and in the end broken, best kinds are the ones which are not chosen 

For it was yesterday when the garden was green and I could circle it, run wild, it was yesterday when I was a child 

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