[Intro]

[Verse]
Glass trees stand so tall and bright
Casting shadows, perfect light
White paths lead to nowhere known
A beauty perfectly sown
I reach to touch a petal soft
Its colors shift, then drift aloft
No scent arises, pure and clean
A manufactured, lovely scene

[Pre-Chorus]
Digital insects softly hum
A distant synthetic bird has come
To sing a tune, so sharp and clear
But echoes only fill my ear

[Chorus]
In this garden, made of light
Where colors bloom both day and night
No wilt, no fade, no passing time
A perfect, artificial prime
Angel choirs softly gleam
Lost inside this waking dream
Beauty that will never cease
An empty, manufactured peace

[Verse]
I trace the veins on leaves of blue
A texture I can't feel as true
Each branch a line of glowing code
Upon this pristine, sterile road
The air is still, a silent hum
Where living things have not become
A part of this designed display
Forever in this perfect way

[Pre-Chorus]
Light pulses beat a steady rhythm
A lonely, digital schism
Between what’s real and what we see
A haunting, sweet anomaly

[Chorus]
In this garden, made of light
Where colors bloom both day and night
No wilt, no fade, no passing time
A perfect, artificial prime
Angel choirs softly gleam
Lost inside this waking dream
Beauty that will never cease
An empty, manufactured peace

[Bridge]
This paradise, so grand and vast
A beauty that is built to last
But in its grace, a hollow space
No soul resides within this place
Just generated, flawless art
A silent, beating, empty heart

[Breakdown]
A flower loops its gentle bloom
A shadow repeats in the room
Faint cracks appear, a digital tear
A hidden voice, I faintly hear

[Outro]
Beneath the garden, soft and low
Where did the living spirit go?
Beneath the garden, soft and low...