Testo di Eden

In the winter of our discontent In the ruins of our monuments An ancient light appearing Into every deadly plot we've laid Into all our bitterness and hate A kindness ever nearing Over every war we've ever waged Over every prophet we have slain A peace past understanding Out of all our chosen misery Out of all our misplaced loyalties A heaven in the making Eden's gates swing open to us now We'll turn every weapon to a plow For every sin a pardon Every field of wildflowers left to seed Every forest filling up with green There is healing in the garden Healing in the garden Healing in the garden