You can change my world
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