There is a Garden

When all the trees have gone
And all the rivers dried
Don't despair, when all the flowers have died
For I have heard that there's a garden, somewhere

When you hear the children cry
When you see them die
And mother can't sing a lullaby
I can smell, blessed, warm spring rain

We are young, we are old
Although what we have, can't be bought or sold
And we are paying for your crimes
Oh but every day, in every way
We get better all the time

And when everything is gone
And you've lost all hope
And you have come to the end of your road
Well I believe that the flowers will bloom again

We are young, we are old
Although what we have, can't be bought or sold
And we are paying for your crimes
Oh but every day, in every way, we get better all the time
Yes everyday, in every way, we get better all the time
Yes everyday, in every way, we get better all the time