King Crimson - Inner Garden II

Rome now comes to sit
In her garden
Mingling the breeze with memories
Of a time when
There was a room in pale yellow hues
Her room with a view
Where love made a bed of happiness
In muslin and lace

Sweet is the voice from far away
That speaks sotto voce and
Is lingering there in the golden air
To quiet the day

Written by:
Adrian Belew, Anthony Charles Levin, Robert Fripp

Publisher:
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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