Parable of the Garden

88 Souls, started as One
Blossomed and bloomed, saving itself
From the harsh desert sun

Feeling exposed
It grew its own shade
From flower to garden
From garden to glade

It's hard to forgive
For us and for you
Sometimes the only way out
Is through

But of all else above
You'd want us to Love
But of all else above, yeah
You'd want us to Love

The Many became, an army of One
Defending itself, from the harm that was done

Never alone, soldiers-in-arms
When enemies charge
We sound the alarms

All of the hurt
Makes it harder to Love
When the hurtfullness comes
from the ones that you Love

But of all else above
You'd want us to Love
Of all else above
You'd want us to Love

Love endures all
Surviving all wounds
This battle royale
Can end when we choose

But of all else above
You'd want us to Love
But of all else above, yeah
You'd want us to Love



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Hoffman
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