Grafton Primary The Garden
I walk in the garden as the light is fading
and I know who I am, I know who I am
I walk on the streets with my heart wide open
and I know where the ground is, I know where the ground
is
Beneath my feet I plant these seeds to bring back life to
those who died
Man, woman and child all reconciled and it's a true
cliché
We need no proof, it's quiet clear
We know, we know what makes the flowers grow
Woman paints a picture, red blood on white sheets
and I know who I am, I know who I am
Another crucifixion for a man with vision
I know where the ground, I know where the sound is
These hands we hold to be free, one act of kindness
recognized
Man, woman and child all reconciled and it's a true
cliché
We need no proof, it's quiet clear
We know, we know, we know what makes the flowers grow
Love, love makes the flowers grow
and it's a true cliché
We need no proof it's quiet clear
We know, we know what makes the flowers grow
