Rain comes down from a watering can
From up above it falls and lands
On the seeds of a rotten apple core
From a tree to an apple into a tree once more
Somebody dies somebody's born
The full moon rises it's time for corn
And it all makes sense but how i'll never know
Some mysteries unravel as you go
Oh why can't we live in a garden of eden
One god to believe in
Grow with the seasons
Live off the land
Work with our hands
And die like the farmers
Whose graves dot the hillsides
Ride on a silo with a halo like the sun
Coming down
One man's gold is another man's dust
One man's silver is another man's rust
And no two paths ever look the same
And everybody know's it's just a game
They say righteousness can never be reached
It only comes to those who seek
And the meek shall inherit the earth
Unless somebody else get's to it first
Oh why can't we live in a garden of eden
One god to believe in
Grow with the seasons
Live off the land
Work with our hands
And die like the farmers
Whose graves dot the hillsides
Ridin' on a silo with a halo like the sun
Coming down
Your mouth is pretty like a ripened peach
The kind way up high out of reach
And it is so nice to sit right here with you
Really that is all i wanna do
Oh why can't we live in a garden of eden
One god to believe in
Grow with the seasons
Live off the land
Work with our hands
And die like the farmers
Whose graves dot the hillsides
Ridin' on a silo with a halo like the sun
Coming down