Onward, to the Garden

I saw the rush of a bumblebee’s wings stir up the ashes of a fallen city
The exodus clear from the marks on the floor
A lily poked out his head to show his world restored
Through the wilderness I passed
To see the cattle graze on every grass
I looked to the river and saw it complete
The grizzly bear cub lie down with the calf
Yours was everything I could and could not see (3x)
Yours was everything, yours was everything, was everything
Yours was everything, yours was verything, everything
Yours was verything, the field white for harvest, the wind, the past,
the present, the first time I made love to my wife, the first breathe of my
brother’s newborn child
Theirs is the house without the door
And I am the carpenter that refuses to pass idly by
Theirs is the house with a hole in the roof
And I am the builder that makes it a window for the sun to shine through
Yours was everything I could and could not see (3x)
Yours was everything, everything