Nations build their citadels, world spins like a carousel
Merry goes around again, history repeats itself
Lovers speak in poetry, prophets use allegory
Where one reaps another sows
Singing, this is how a garden grows
Throw caution to the wind, throw it all away
And leave your past behind you
When it only seeks to remind you where you failed
We’ll reap what we’ve sown
And we’ll be singing, this is how a garden grows
This is how a garden grows
Blessing and anathema — everything we’re handed down
The truth is here, for what it’s worth, deep beneath the undergrowth
Lovers speak in poetry, this one’s painting melodies
Where one reaps another sows
Singing, this is how a garden grows
This is how a garden grows
Throw caution to the wind, throw it all away
And leave your past behind you
When it only seeks to remind you that you didn’t do well at all
We’ll reap when we’ve grown
And we’ll be singing, this is how a garden grows
Singing with the angels
Situations, folks and things
All of it, we’ll leave behind
Singing…
When it’s over, said and done
Got to lay it all down