[Chorus] Lord keep my hands in the soil Warm my heart from the cold of war Let the rain stay kind Let this garden grow in time Over there on the other side as the world gets loud Let me trade these garden tools out Be a warrior in a garden Leave the warriors garden alone [Instrumental] [Violin Intro] [fingerstyle acoustic guitar enters with hammer-on melody] [Section A] [second acoustic guitar enters with percussive strumming and palm muting] [syncopated melodic riff on lead guitar] [Section B] [strumming intensity increases] [lead guitar plays higher register accents] [Outro] [rhythmic guitar fades out] [lead guitar ends on a sustained open chord] [Verse] I kneel where green breaks ground and my palms are stained with earth Every seed I press down deep feels heavier than words I send prayers up during war with a tremble in my jaw ’Cause I know what the dark can do when it starts to call There’s a blade in my memory, cold with a life I lived And a thousand ugly reasons that my blood remembers it But I water these rows like I’m washing off the past Trying to trust that peace can be a fortress that can last If the noise keeps rising, if the smoke rolls over town If the innocent are bleeding and the wolves don’t back down Will I leave these wooden handles to receive light in my hands Trade the clay for steel again and become that man? [Chorus] As the warrior leaves the garden Headed for the wars that roar from beyond Lord, I remove my hands from the soil Guard my heart from all the battles that are to come Let the rain stay kind Let this garden grow fine Over there on the other side as the world gets loud Let me set these garden tools down Be a warrior in a garden Leave the warriors garden alone [Verse] So I pray with my elbows deep in basil and in thorns Pray the good inside me holds when the whole world feels worn Pray I’m brave enough to bloom, not just brave enough to fight Pray I can guard this little Eden with a gentler kind of might It's a different kind of life when you decide to follow light Please don't disturb my peace in here with the nicest kinds of spice The finest things in this world only tend to survive Tending to them with gentle hands it's the best way they thrive With the stains from the battles through my eyes that make me cry I'm reminded of the scars that are left down deep inside There's no best way to describe, do your best and try Dry your eyes [sustain and] and......... [Chorus] Be a warrior in a garden Leave the warriors garden alone Lord, keep my hands in the soil Warm my heart from the cold of war Let the rain stay kind Let this garden stay fine Over there on the other side as the world gets loud Let me set these garden tools down [Roared loud with Viking Chour] Be a warrior in a garden Leave the warrior so he can make a home Leave the warrior inside the garden alone So He can watch his garden grow (Warrior in a Garden) (Warrior in a Garden) [Cello lead outro]
