the hand that tilled
the fertile fields of Eden
considered everything
that man might need
he tried to give us
something to believe in
and brought it all together
in a seed
the garden grew
and covered all the earth
but weeds of plunder laid
an evil dew
not God but man
would bring the devil's birth
the sacred mystics came
to warn the few
that man destroys it seems
to me so strange
the gift of life fulfilled
our every need
we've left a job for God
to rearrange
but there is still his love
within the seed
I'll sow his seed and I will
share his love
if you sow too the world
may then renew
when we return what came
from up above
we might reclaim the Eden
we once knew
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