Come all, come all to the garden
Find the truth, find God inside
Creeping inside of you, the sense of truth
The sense of true
Come all, come all to the garden
Find the truth, find God inside yourself
Stranded on a planet all alone, but what's that sound?
We've come far along now
Can't break down
Break down
(In)side of you, the sense of truth, the sense of truth
Creeping inside of you, the sense of truth, the sense of truth
Tribes we have come far
For feast and fascination
We bask in all the colors
In pools of conscious water
Cnd I know of many paths
To the center of the garden
We've seen a many colors
They all conform to gold
Count the many blessings
From mother's latest harvest
I've seen our inner truth
Under rocks we're not opposed to
Come all, come all to the garden
(I have become the garden)
Find the truth, find God inside
(You'll find the truth inside)
Yourself