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