And this is where we fall Sleepers scattered in the soil A finger deep, dragged through the ground A blessed thought in harrowed halls We could think of nothing else Than what our patch of earth contained Reminded by our dirt-stained clothes Of planted possibility In tender ground, as bare as birth A shoot emerged from beneath the Earth Mary, Mary Tell me how your garden grows Tell me what it takes to come alive To see what you have sown 'Cause I've grown into the ground And there are branches in my bones I am overgrown I am overgrown Between two branches A rope and tire, we cast Between two worlds Each one higher than the last I chose the air, chose higher still And left an Eden found But in abandon, lost my grip And shattered, chose the ground In unkept chaos, as bare as birth A garden, grey of tangled Earth Mary, Mary Tell me how your garden grows Tell me what it takes to come alive To see what you have sown 'Cause I've grown into the ground And there are branches in my bones I am overgrown I've been lying here too long The branches pushing me apart Where weakness showed Then September swept the overcast aside Dusted off the winter's curse As she cut me through like knives She whistled proudly her season's song And showed me that I was alive all along Mary, Mary Tell me how your garden grows (Tell me) Tell me what it takes to come alive To see what you have sown 'Cause I've grown into the ground And there are branches in my bones I am overgrown I am overgrown