The story behind the painting I drew is already told   No more tear stains on the pages of my diary      Tired but unable to give up   Since I'm responsible for the lives I saved      The play is done   The curtain's down      All the tales are told   All the orchids gone   Lost in my own world   Now I care for dead gardens      My song is little worth anymore   Time to lay this weary pen aside      The play is done   The curtain's down      Where are the wolves, the underwater moon   The eleven path, the haven of youth   Lagoons of the starlit sea?      Have I felt enough for one man's deed   Or is it time to challenge the Ancient of Days   And let the virgin conceive?      All the tales are told   All the orchids gone      All the tales are told   All the orchids gone   Lost in my own world   Now I care for dead gardens