Roger Hodgson
The Garden
Walk around the garden, choking at the weedsWon't you come and help me try and sow some seedsAll the trees are weeping, branches hanging lowSeems as if they know that they haven't long to goAll the world's a funfair, hide behind your maskSay that you're enjoying it if anybody asksDon't believe in sinners, don't believe in sinLove is all the answers so why don't we beginTaking up the story that Jesus toldIt's older than the yearsAll the seeds he planted have blossomedInto concrete walls of fearLying in the gutter, gazing at the starsLike to send a letter to the men on MarsAsking if they'd help us, help us if they couldCome and weed this garden or do you think they should?
From Letras Mania