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ArtistThe lock upon my garden gate's a snail, that's what it is The lock upon my garden gate's a snail, that's what it is First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain, then there is First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain, then there is The caterpillar sheds his skin to find a butterfly within Caterpillar sheds his skin to find a butterfly within First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain, then there is First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain Oh Juanita, oh Juanita, oh Juanita, I call your name Oh, the snow will be a blinding sight to see as it lies on yonder hillside The lock upon my garden gate's a snail, that's what it is The lock upon my garden gate's a snail, that's what it is Caterpillar sheds his skin to find a butterfly within Caterpillar sheds his skin to find a butterfly within First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain, then there is First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain, then there is First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain, then there is First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain, then there is First there is a mountain
This piece reflects on transformation and nature, using imagery of a snail lock and a caterpillar's metamorphosis. It explores cycles of existence and perception, evoking a sense of wonder.