[Verse 1] I walk the garden every dawn, The dog and I, we stroll the lawn. I feed the pigeons bits of bread, I buy the crumbs with no regret — It’s good for the soul, that’s what I’ve said. I sweep the path beside the gate, And water grass that won’t wait. I pour a little at the base, The olive tree still holds its place. [Chorus] I nod to trees that tower wide, They’ve watched it all, they never hide. They’ve seen how clever turns to proud, And how the proud speak far too loud. They bow to me — or maybe breeze, They sit with me in morning’s ease. We’ve been around through many things, And when it rains, the sky still sings — It’s good for clouds, the peace it brings. [Verse 2] Then I go to visit her, For years now, she’s been under. But I still live, though half is gone, Her absence lingers every dawn. I sit beside her silent stone, I tell her things she would have known. The grandkids now are doing well — Rachel's in high school, sharp as hell. And Andy, Michael, earned their place, First degrees with quiet grace. It’s good for hope, a kind of base. [Bridge] Then we fall still, no words to say, Like any other normal day. “It’s getting late,” I whisper low, “The night is cold, the winds may blow. You’d better sleep, I’ll head on home — Catch the last bus, ride alone.” [Outro] I talk to her, She doesn’t speak. But I return Every week. I’m right, she’s gone — That truth holds strong. I walk away. I walk alone. 🔆 🎵 © Carma Mia 2025 All Rights Reserved🎶
