The Garden

Walk around the garden, choking at the weeds Won't you come and help me try and sow some seeds All the trees are weeping, branches hanging low Seems as if they know that they haven't long to go All the world's a funfair, hide behind your mask Say that you're enjoying it if anybody asks Don't believe in sinners, don't believe in sin Love is all the answers so why don't we begin Taking up the story that Jesus told It's older than the years All the seeds he planted have blossomed Into concrete walls of fear Lying in the gutter, gazing at the stars Like to send a letter to the men on Mars Asking if they'd help us, help us if they could Come and weed this garden ... or do you think they should?'