
歌词
[Intro] [Verse] Mountain mist was cold and white. I left before the morning light. The peak was falling out of sight. I walked into the fading night. With baskets full of purple bloom. To chase away the winter gloom. I felt the spirit of the room. Wrapped inside a floral loom. [Pre-Chorus] The palace gates were open wide. I felt a tiny spark inside. Stained glass caught the dancing sun. The royal fair had just begun. [Chorus] Oh, the gardener in the shade. By the wall the masons made. He looked up with a quiet smile. I stood frozen for a while. Just a nod across the stone. Now I'm back here all alone. [Post-Chorus] Lavender and gold. Memories to hold. Glitter in the cold. Stories never told. [Verse] The courtly ladies dressed in silk. With skin as pale as morning milk. They reached into my wicker tray. To take the mountain scent away. A copper coin for every bunch. I ate a crust of bread for lunch. The fountain ripples turned to glass. As all the royal shadows pass. [Pre-Chorus] The celesta rang a hollow tune. Beneath the pale and rising moon. The cobblestones were dappled gold. The secrets that the gardens hold. [Chorus] Oh, the gardener in the shade. By the wall the masons made. He looked up with a quiet smile. I stood frozen for a while. Just a nod across the stone. Now I'm back here all alone. [Bridge] The French horn echoes in the air. I saw him standing there. His hands were dark with garden soil. A life of quiet, honest toil. I held my breath and turned away. Nothing left for me to say. The mountain calls me home again. Far away from royal men. [Chorus] Oh, the gardener in the shade. By the wall the masons made. He looked up with a quiet smile. I stood frozen for a while. Just a nod across the stone. Now I'm back here all alone. [Outro]
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