Live, learn, and let it lie
Skip to the end to wonder why
And I lay down
Here you’ll find that we all are
Blossoms that bloom to fall apart
And I lay down
So Abba father are you sleeping
As we toil through your gardens keeping?
So I’ll lay down and begin to grow
Right beneath your garden window
Keep your tired hands to ground
As blood feeds the dirt to which you’re bound
And I lay down
Here you’ll find that we’ve all been dead men
And I lay down