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THE GARDENER OF EDEN Lyrics Artist(Band):Style Council
When the world ws young and all the earth was mine Mine to tend to, to plough and to sow. Before mankind came and rendered all things low. And beauty was it's first name by this I would call. And ready the harvest for one and for all. The orchards and the wheatfields which could of fed the world, Were divided up like money and sold through human slaves The rivers fresh, the hillsides that had no need of name, Now ran red with the life blood and drunk with guilty shame. The gentle bough was broken and twisted out of shape, And who knows the consequences when the bough doth break, The mother soil which reared it's young, now reared her angry head, And rain fell down like teardrops upon the flower beds. The blame for this I'm in no doubt, is mine and mine alone, But so proud was I of my work, I had to share it's growth - 'Tis true I was a gardener in the time before the flood, Now these greenfingers of mine - are stained by angels blood. If you find some error in THE GARDENER OF EDEN Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Review the song THE GARDENER OF EDEN The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics. | | ||||||||||||
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