It was in the garden that you came to me
While the sun shone and the willow wept
You found a crack where you could get in
Gently prising it open
The sun was warm and the sky was smiling
The willow kept her silence
In that garden deceit was born
From the waters of the wicked
The wisdom of the willow knew all
And now I weep beneath her branches

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