Like a picture from a lost children's tale
The brambles twist together
Round and round, shutting out the light
Pushing away the sunbeams forever
My tangled thoughts of sorrow and sadness
Are thorns that block out and blind
Round and round, shutting out the light
Twisting poisoned nettles in my mind
What a waste of time and space
Little good comes from the shade
Clear it out, open it up
And find the sunshine in love and grace
But a new start has to come sometime
Dig and scrape, cut back and lift
Branch and vine, seeing fresh-tilled earth
Flowering plants my everlasting gift
What a waste of time and space
Little good comes from the shade
Clear it out, open it up
And find the sunshine in love and grace
Yes, I have to keep on weeding
While I'm holding back the tears
And there's grass that needs re-seeding
If the weather ever clears
While a rainbow stubbornly refuses to appear
But life goes on and the world keeps on turning
The sunbeams shine and inspire
Round and round giving out the light
The garden grows like a phoenix from the fire
What a waste of time and space
Little good comes from the shade
Clear it out, open it up
And find the sunshine in love and grace