When I say I love this world,
When I give thanks for this beautiful world,
It isn’t in a sentimental, smarmy way.
It is with understanding of the soil,
Of the darkness
And the cold.

When I say I love this world,
When I give thanks for this beautiful world,
It isn’t in a sentimental, smarmy way.
It is with understanding of the soil,
Of the darkness
And the cold.