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Work with me

Picture your spirit as a garden, and your heart as a tree

Now work with me- if the grass is what you think

Then the soil is your culture and your ancestry

Full of flowers and fertilizer, dirt and debris

We all have winters and our summers, falls and our springs

But see

I woke up feeling like

My garden was all empty, I was lookin' for some life

But the green was all gone like it was starvin' overnight

Briars, brambles, and weeds were chokin' everything in sight

Then the gardener came in with a grin on his face

Had his clippers in one hand, and the other on his waste

«Let's begin and dig in,» he said, «Put everything in place.»

Then he held the clippers up, and I said, «Okay, wait.»

I know my way around

You need me

Your soul cries out

For my healin'

You’re lost, not found

Stop your strivin'

You can’t be revived

Without dying

He went back to the shed

And he started up shovelin' up everything

And he went up to the flowers

Started up plucking up everything

And he took all of those petals

Steppin' and crushin' up everything

Pruned all the leaves and cut up the tree

And it started me talkin' all desperately, like

«Wait a minute! How is this supposed to survive?

This garden was my pride, now you’ve hurt mine

Hi, I’m not mad, I’m okay, I’m alright

But why you trynna light a fire and burn it to the sky?»

He said, «Well, I could stop this if you want

But first, do you realize the place I come from?

I’ve been the gardener before even Eden was breathin'

And you can’t process my process without dreamin' a little

«See your soul lacks minerals

This worldly wisdom will never sustain and give you growth

There’s some things in your soul that will never make you whole

But I know what kind of seed will grow a hundredfold

«And if you let me take those flowers and don’t blink

I’ll crush up the petals and I’ll make a new ink

And that indigo bloom will now become the deepest blue

We can use it to make beauty in some other places too

«'Cause makin' things new? Well, that’s what I do well!

You have no clue, and sometimes you prove it too well

Give me your thorn bushes and I’ll make 'em into crowns-

'Cause My blood is the only place that you will find a fertile ground

So I’ll uproot myself and I’ll plant by Your stream 'cause it’s

All for Your glory

I’ll trust that You’re good when that’s not how it seems 'cause it’s

All for Your glory

Cause You see something different for who I can be and it’s

All for Your glory

And you’re making me grow from the smallest of seeds and it’s

All for Your glory

Rippin' up this whole thing

Plantin' new life all for your betterment

By yourself you’re struggling

Let me come and take all that’s burdenin'

Think your plans can save you?

Trash your tries and let me just handle it

Watch me work, I did it first

Heaven’s hands have worked the earth

So work with me (You can change my world)

See the gardener is me, but the garden is you

You can invite me, my workers and my tools

But you can also lock the gates of your garden, too

So work with me (You can change my world)

When the sun is beating down

I’ll give you just enough water to quench all of your doubts

So work with me, 'cause I’m worth it, it’s true

Work with me, 'cause this garden is you

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