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Artiste:
Ralph McTell
Titre:
Michael In The Garden
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MICHAEL IN THE GARDEN Ralph McTell Out in the garden, amongst the bushes, Michael is crying. Caught in a spider's web, it's broken wings beating, a butterfly dying. Oh la, la, la, la, la, la, la.. la, la, la, la, la, la, la And they in their wisdom say "Michael's got something wrong, wrong, wrong with his mind". Well they must be blind, if they can't see what Michael sees. Michael is silent, talking to no one of things that he sees. But out in the garden, he talks in soft whispers, like the wind in the leaves. Oh la, la, la, la, la, la, la.. la, la, la, la, la, la, la And they in their wisdom say "Michael's got something wrong, wrong, wrong with his mind". They've seen the signs, but they can't see what Michael sees. And inside the building someone is calling his name through the halls. But he doesn't answer, though he easily hears each leaf as it falls. Oh la, la, la, la, la, la, la.. la, la, la, la, la, la, la And they in their wisdom say "Michael's got something wrong, wrong, wrong with his mind". Well they must be blind, for they can't see what Michael sees. Michael where are you ? Michael where are we We who see that there's something wrong with your mind ? And inside the garden Michael is smiling, at peace in his world. At one with the insects, the flowers, and the trees, and the wind and the birds Oh la, la, la, la, la, la, la.. la, la, la, la, la, la, la Oh Michael sees all Behind the high walls, Surrounding his kingdom, Whilst we in our wisdom Still trapped in the spider's web Far from the flow and ebb Of life in the garden But Michael has pardoned (?) Asked for he sees That really he's free And there's nothing to mend For his wings are not broken And they in their wisdom say "Michael's got something wrong, wrong, wrong with his mind". They've seen the signs, but Michael feels fine inside the garden