Live, learn, and let it lie
Skip to the end to wonder why
And I will lay down
Here you'll find that we all are
Blossoms that bloom to fall apart
And I will 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 will lay down
Here you'll find that we've all been
Dead men, dead men
And I will 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