Inner Garden
King Crimson · Other Songs - King Crimson
Autumn has come to rest
In her garden
Come to paint the trees with emptiness
And no pardon
So many things have come undone
Like the leaves on the ground
And suddenly she begins to cry
But she doesn't know why
Heavy are the words that fall through the air
To burden her shoulders
Caught up in the trees
Her soliloguy,
"don't leave me alone"
**
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.
( * inner garden i, ** inner garden ii)
Inner Garden - King Crimson
King Crimson's "Inner Garden" stands as a pivotal moment in the band's progressive rock evolution, reflecting the group's signature fusion of complex jazz harmonies, intricate guitar work, and rhythmic precision. Released during a period of intense creative exploration, the track exemplifies the band's commitment to pushing musical boundaries through extended compositions and virtuosic performances. The song captures the essence of the era's avant-garde spirit, utilizing layered instrumentation to create a soundscape that is both intellectually demanding and emotionally resonant. As a key component of King Crimson's discography, "Inner Garden" remains a testament to the group's ability to blend technical proficiency with atmospheric depth, influencing countless artists who followed in their wake.