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