"The Garden" as written by Neil Peart....
In this one of many possible worlds, all for the best, or some bizarre test?
It is what it is - and whatever
Time is still the infinite jest

The arrow files when you dream, the hours tick away - the cells tick away
The Watchmaker keeps to his schemes
The hours tick away - they tick away

The measure of a life is a measure of love and respect
So hard to earn, so easily burned
In the fullness of time
A garden to nurture and protect

In the rise and the set of the sun
'Til the stars go spinning - spinning 'round the night
It is what it is - and forever
Each moment a memory in flight

The arrow flies while you breathe, the hours tick away - the cells tick away
The Watchmaker has time up his sleeve
The hours tick away - they tick away

The treasure of a life is a measure of love and respect
The way you live, the gifts that you give
In the fullness of time
It's the only return that you expect

The future disappears into memory
With only a moment between
Forever dwells in that moment
Hope is what remains to be seen


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"The Garden" as written by Alex Lifeson Geddy Lee

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  • +6
    General CommentAs a guy in my early 40's a song like this strikes a chord in me about how I would want to be remembered by friends, family etc.....I am a lifelong Rush fan, and recognize that their lyrics are almost shakespearian in the rock world anyway....listening to this song literally makes you want to be a better man / person etc knowing that you will be judged by your peers and the generations to follow. I leterally was moved to tears the first half dozen times I heard this song.....It also made me reminice about my how my father, passing in is late 50's over 10 years ago, was viewed with such respect and love, as the song so eloquently states......It was an instant favorite for me, right up there with bravado.
    tonysurrenon October 08, 2012   Link
  • +1
    General CommentThat's is an excellent post. I'm a 49 year old, Huge Rush fan since 77 and their lyrics have always resonated through my life. From the moment I used The Trees in a Sociology exam up until today. This song is beautiful and the haunting piano leading into the "Future disappears.." verse then the guitar solo is a truly wonderful passage and more than capable of moving a man to tears...
    DaveClarkeon November 08, 2012   Link
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    General CommentMusical poetry has always had a way of asserting and inserting itself in my life at the most appropriate moments, and this beautiful piece is no exception.

    No, obviously this song is not about losing your dog, it's about making the best of the short time we all have and trying to learn from our regrets. But as I left the veterinarians office this morning with my friend and companion of 10 years and a cancer diagnosis, the random (is it?) shuffle of my music library cued this song up and moved me to tears.
    Mylifehasasoundtrackon September 24, 2016   Link
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    My InterpretationLike many of Peart's interpretations of various philosophical constructs, this song points out the pointless of what we do through the span of time, yet every moment means something that define who and what we are. It is the ultimate dichotomy. Literally, in universal time, we are nothing more than nanoseconds of nanoseconds of existence, yet even when we take what we do, and look it from the perspective of what happens just before it, and just after it (Peart's moment), these collective moments are meant to define us. For Peart, a solid reputation and being liked/loved by all seems to be the human ideal. Easily destroyed with a singular action(s), we must consciously approach everything we do with deliberate thought so as to make every moment matter. But in the end, Time is the ultimate jest. It doesn't matter.

    Treat one another well while we are here, for our time is short. and even for those times we are remembered beyond our mortal coils, we may be lucky enough to have something nice to be remembered by. The human ideal.
    Greg Ron December 03, 2013   Link
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    General CommentI love this song, beautiful solo by Alex. To me with all the shit and unhappiness life can bring. We in the moment can still hold on to some of the real things that really matter in life. Tending the garden - life needs constant maintenance.
    kinglerxst2112on April 11, 2015   Link

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