Cave Nick Gates To The Garden Lyrics

Gates To The Garden Lyrics

Past the ivy-covered windows of 

 The Angel

 Down Athenaeum Lane to the cathedral

 Through the churchyard I wandered

 Sat for a spell there and I pondered

 My back to the gates of the garden

 My back to the gates of the garden

 My back to the gates of the garden

 

 Fugitive fathers, sickly infants, decent mothers

 Runaways and suicidal lovers

 Assorted boxes of ordinary bones

 Of aborted plans and sudden shattered hopes

 In unlucky rows, up to the gates of the garden

 In unhappy rows, up to the gates of the garden

 In unlucky rows, up to the gates of the garden

 

 

 Won't you meet me at the gates

 Won't you meet me at the gates

 Won't you meet me at the gates 

 To the garden

 

 

 Beneath the creeping shadow of the tower

 The bell from St. Edmunds informs me of the hour

 I turn to find you waiting there for me

 In sunlight and I see the way that you breathe

 Alive and leaning on the gates of the garden

 Alive and leaning on the gates of the garden

 Alive and leaning on the gates of the garden

 

 

 Leave these ancient places to the angels

 Let the saints attend to their keeping of the cathedrals

 And leave the dead beneath the ground so cold

 For God is in this hand that I hold

 As we open up the gates of the garden

 

 

 Won't you meet me at the gates

 Won't you meet me at the gates

 Won't you meet me at the gates 

 To the garden