Good, sweet earth
Sleeves rolled up and hands buried in the dirt
I can see her there in one of dad's old shirts
Showing me how life's supposed to work

Good straight lines
You need seed and sweat and soil and sweet sunshine
And once those roots take hold you'll be just fine

It's a beautiful design
It just takes love and faith and grace, a little time

We're all sons and daughters
Just ripples on the water
Tryna make it matter
Until our time to leave
One day they'll carve your name in stone
Then send your soul on home
'Til then it's praying for rain
And pulling up the weeds
Planting trees we'll never see

First day of spring
The whole world's waking up and turning green
And everything connects to everything

It's a beautiful design
It just takes love and faith and grace, a little time

We're all sons and daughters
Just ripples on the water
Tryna make it matter
Until our time to leave
One day they'll carve your name in stone
Then send your soul on home
'Til then it's praying for rain
And pulling up the weeds
Planting trees we'll never see

Statues fall and glory fades
But a hundred-year-old oak tree still gives shade

We're all sons and daughters
Just ripples on the water
Tryna make it matter
Until our time to leave
One day they'll carve your name in stone
Then send your soul on home
'Til then it's praying for rain
And pulling up the weeds
'Til then it's praying for rain
And pulling up the weeds
Planting trees we'll never see

Trees we'll never see