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my interpretation:
Can see yourself in evolution The history of our creation So dog's eyes, smiling Scare you about dying
I can't shake this superstition Jesus, give me your permission And God's eye looks in like a ghost You don't believe in
Someone let you live this way And I cannot get rid of them Soft eyes, hard hands A shovel, the garden
A deep hole, a secret In order to feed it A season of calling And to everyone knowing
Soft eyes, hard hands A shovel the garden A deep hole, a secret In order to feed it A season of calling And to everyone knowing
my interpretation:
Can see yourself in evolution The history of our creation So dog's eyes, smiling Scare you about dying
I can't shake this superstition Jesus, give me your permission And God's eye looks in like a ghost You don't believe in
Someone let you live this way And I cannot get rid of them Soft eyes, hard hands A shovel, the garden
A deep hole, a secret In order to feed it A season of calling And to everyone knowing
Soft eyes, hard hands A shovel the garden A deep hole, a secret In order to feed it A season of calling And to everyone knowing