The garden

Walk around the garden Choking at the weeds Won't you come and help me Try and sow some seeds All the trees are weeping, Branches hanging low Seems as if they know that They haven't long to go All the world's a funfair Hide behind your mask Say that you're enjoying it If anybody ask Don't believe in sinners, Don't believe in sin Love is all the answers So why don't we begin Taking up the story that Jesus told It's older than the years All the seeds he planted have blossomed Into concrete walls of fear Lying in the gutter, Gazing at the stars Like to send a letter To the men on Mars Asking if they'd help us, Help us if they cold Come and weed this garden Or do you think they should?