The music for this song was written in Papua New Guinea, 25 years ago. The words waited until I learned to garden on the dry, high desert plateau. The longer I live off the land, and watch my children grow to maturity, the more I realize the value of what I've been given. There is so much future, so much influence in living with careful, intentional love. The garden of Eden was a gift beyond human comprehension. Watching humanity destroy it and their own offspring has taught me slowly and surely WHY the meek inherit the Earth: no one else appears to give a damn. So, Eden goes to those who have demonstrated their love. This song is not a doctrinal statement, it's an active perspective.
E B7 E
If we would plant seeds that grow
E B7 E
If we would share what we know
E E7 A
If we’d protect what we hold
B7 E
The garden would never grow old
E B7 E
If we’d reach out without hate
E B7 E
If we’d make love and not rape
E E7 A
If we’d repair and not break
B7 E
The garden would go on and on
E E7 A
Li, li, li, li, li, li, li, li, li, li, li, li
B7 E
Li, li, li, li, li, li, li
E E7 A
Li, li, li, li, li, li, li, li, li, li, li, li
B7 E
Li, li, li, li, li, li, li
E B7 E
If we could laugh at the joke
E B7 E
If we would bear some reproach
E E7 A
If we weren’t obeying ghosts
B7 E
The garden would never grow old.
E B7 E
If we would wait for the prize
E B7 E
If we weren’t all building lies
E E7 A
Maybe we’d hear the truth cry
B7 E
And the garden would go on and on.
E B7 E
If we were willing to bleed
E B7 E
To bear another’s great need
E E7 A
If we would ask on our knees
B7 E
The garden would never grow old
E B7 E
If we would turn a bruised cheek
E B7 E
For the sake of the young and the weak
E E7 A
Inherit the earth with the meek
B7 E
The garden would go on and on!
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